General   (General discussion, talk about anything.)

Sixty years ago, I had a GP at Bryn Cross.

His name was Scott Manderson.

You did not make appointments. He was too mean to employ a receptionist: you just went and sat in the waiting room. Next.....Next.... Next.... Until your turn came around. Of course there was the occasional violence as people tried queue jumping. He was good at doing domiciliary visits .