I have never worked in Hellingly. When I came to Eastbourne as a junior doctor in 1996 the hospital was well closed, although its memories were still alive. Coincidently or not I met a lot of people who were telling me about the hospital with a lot of sentiment.
Twice I was taken inside by the nurses from Highmore. It was so sad to look at those empty corridors, still beautiful theatre hall and wards. I would give a lot of money to spend a week there.
This reflection comes to mine mind each time when I see out patients accommodated in bedsits, purposely wandering without any sense of belonging or connections exemplifying the achievements of community psychiatry.
P.S. Your website is a wonderful idea.
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