Hope

A year and a few days on from accompanying my dad on his trip to the Royal Orthopaedic Hospital in Birmingham to sort out his right leg, I found myself visiting him and another problematic leg in another hospital – Salford Royal in Eccles; when I last lived thereabouts the building was about a tenth of its current size and was called Hope Hospital – after the locality but echoing the sentiment of many of the patients and visitors just like, today, us.