Shock news for the day is that Zachary Merton hospital is to close and be demolished. Zachary Merton has been an old folk’s nursing home for many years, but before that it was the area’s maternity unit and is the place where I, my brother Tim and lovely regular reader Charlie all made our debuts into this world (not at the same time, obviously).
Tim and I have joked for years that it would be quite fun to end life in the same building we had begun life in, and should do something about booking our seats now. But it seems that that is not to be. I’m tempted to go down there soon and try and get a few photos of the building where I was born, before it is crushed into rubble. If I do, I’ll post them here.
separating the wanted from the unwanted