Monthly Archives: September 2011

The other day, I received a mysterious Amazon gift certificate. I thought it was a spam email, but a check of Amazon’s site revealed it to be genuine. The only thing is, I have no idea who it might be … Continue reading →

My first experience of riding in an ambulance as a patient came when I was twenty. On a canal boat holiday with my parents, I had the first of a series of grand mal seizures, a complication of combining medication … Continue reading →

If anything is going to be a touchy subject, it’s going to be a book about life as a police officer. I don’t think any public service comes in for more criticism on a regular basis. I spend a lot … Continue reading →

This post carries a warning: It may contain traces of feminism. It was written with a brain that was created in a world that featured feminism, and cannot be guaranteed to be free from feminism. Should you be in any … Continue reading →

Sitting in a psychotherapy out-patients department is the perfect place to read a book by an eminent psychiatrist. It took me a while to get on with Dr Dalrymple, as it felt as though I was reading the work of … Continue reading →

Way back in my mid-twenties (I can say ‘way-back’ now because I’m approaching my mid-thirties), I worked in secure mental health, a branch of the NHS which bridges with the penal service and houses people who have committed horrendous crimes … Continue reading →

Venturing further into “books by people about their interesting jobs”, it’s another GP and another insight into the world of general practice on the NHS. I will be moving into social services shortly, but here’s another book about being a … Continue reading →