Patients drifted into the San, paused, and drifted out again. Some went coffined, some rode triumphant in the horseshoe bus, many to return later for further treatment. Always secrecy regarding goings. Were they coffined or horseshoe bus goings? Sometimes the San left us uncertain. A patient just disappeared; tight-lipped…

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Christmas descended upon the San as an enormous ache, a regular carbuncle of homesickness with half a dozen heads. A super-cheerful staff festooned greenery on Christmas Eve. Overworked stomachs groaned at the enormity of Mrs. Green’s preparations. The post-bag went out from the San stuffed with the gayest of…

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