Just opened a Christmas card from a couple who were my juniors back in 1974.
They met whilst working for me and subsequently married and had children and grandchildren.
She wanted to be surgeon but I explained that she should think again as she lacked determination, single mindedness,aggression and nastiness to succeed as a surgeon. She took it badly but she had to know.
He, the OH was just a waste of space, lazy and more interested in sport and his bloody sports car.
They both became GPs had 6 children 4 of which became doctors.
They are both retiring now and in the card she wrote that she still
remembers the day that I told her that she would never make a surgeon and how difficult it would have been to tell her (it wasn't)
I did,for a moment have.........tears in my eyes.
A blast from the past
I wrote to Prof Blakemore when he was knighted and said he had deserved it - and he wrote back graciously and even said he remembered me
a lot of the men who had an influence on me - - are dead. - - - and so I have to salute them - - actually at times like this
// Our shy reluctant junior was a state player for Queensland of Wimbledon standard and he wouldn't play with us trash.//
we had an olympic rower somewhere
and I was solemnly told I shouldnt speak to him about sport .... simply didnt rate. He conversed with the four minute milers of which we had two.