The Bleeding Obvious: Why Lancing’s GP Surgery Should Be Renamed Poundland Row

How an 88-year-old man bled all over the NHS’s dignity while New Pond Row doctors sharpened their pencils…

Yesterday, as I sat scrolling through images of croissants I’ll never be able to eat and watching my cat Theo rearrange himself like an angry throw cushion, the phone rang. It was my elderly father, voice trembling, not from age but from fury.

Now before I go on, let me remind you that this is a man born in the same year as Clint Eastwood, Princess Marga…