I used my laptop even then
to gain some knowledge and study,
as the corridors were the only homage
Back then not even a vending machine
One or two shops
Definitely not twenty four hour slots
Parking space round the square,
as many times as the marathon lines
If none was found,
a street or two away
GOSH I would say
Parents, Carers and Hospital Staff,
asked for underground parking space,
but the local council,
could not facilitate this grace
So for years,
round and round the square,
even when wind and rain was there
Russell Square,
high street near
The other way,
book shops near Holborn Station rocks
This is how I spent intermittent times,
for nineteen years
Some stays long,
others shorter glorious song
Over the years,
on the same street,
book shops appeared,
healthy food shops,
and cafe stops
Finally vending machines appeared,
in the internal cafe corridors,
a saviour without leaving the cause
Out of the road and across,
a unique seven acre playground and park
Many times spent,
making sure holistic health could represent
When the patient was well
I would take him for a walk
One day,
the specialist wheelchair wheel came away
We were at the bottom of the street
A gentleman definitely stopped,
he had tools,
as he was having lunch in the cafe,
definitely he did not turn grey
He popped the rubber wheel cover back on
Let's continue,
as fresh air is needed to stay strong
© 2023 Carol Natasha Diviney
This was a network which provided telephone support for families affected by an admission to intensive care. I was a parent who was trained as a volunteer. This service was set up to enhance the wide range of support and volunteer services already available to families at Great Ormond Street Hospital.