My grandmothers were nowhere near as grand as some of the posts. My maternal grandmother left school at 13 and went straight into service, starting work at 5am until late then at 16 she married my grandfather. After his death she got a job as a dinner lady in the local school where she worked until she retired. My paternal grandmother was a rag sorter which reminds me very much of Dickens Christmas Carol when the housekeeper sells his bed curtains.
Why do hospitals, most of whom have large catchment areas, make accessing them so difficult?


