‘Right. Now where was I? Oh, yes, as I said, Margery wasn’t sent to St Monica’s to work, but she was still only in her forties when she arrived, and very good-hearted and so, naturally, she helped the patients, made time for them when the nurses were too busy to attend to their needs. One of the patients, Miss Taylor, suffered from an extremely rare and debilitating skin condition. Today there would be treatment to help her, but she’d been born in a time that saw her as a problem not a person, and she’d been shunned at birth by her family. Anyway, Miss Taylor’s skin was so thickened and constantly shedding that her room had to be vacuumed hourly to clear the large flakes of skin that she produced. And, poor woman, so many years of this disease with its thick, constantly cracking skin had a
