I was actually at the primary school down the road from the hospital.
The hospital was always a mysterious and intriguing place to us kids. I
always remember being fascinated by the building (still am, shame it's
gone). On some occasions, I can distinctly remember patients 'escaping'
and coming onto our grounds.
I was a patient at WPH in the mid-eighties, on Barbara House and Alice
House. I thought the nurses on both units were exremely good. Remember
particularly one woman nurse there, who was the senior nurse and would
run the ward rounds with Dr Harvey-Smith. She was one of the kindest,
sweetest people one could ever hope to meet. Wish I could remeber her
name..began with an M and was Irish sounding. Remember too a wondeful
Art Therapist, Jill Barry and a lovely OT, Katherine Vaughan. I had one
admission, for two months, and had ECT. Was keen to leave by the end and
then, for a long time afterwards, wanted to be back! It was over
twenty-five years ago now and the staff, and the hospital, made a big
impression, for numerous reasons.