All thoughts of polio vaccines and telephones vanish the moment Patrick sees Shelagh in her nightwear. He watches her walk around the bed. There is a moment of confusion on his face when she talks about the fabric. He smiles at her enthusiasm and his smile just keeps on getting bigger.
Loneliness is etched across Dr Turner’s face but then as he takes his bag of instruments from Sister Bernadette, his whole countenance lightens for a moment and we get a glimpse of the man and not just the weary GP. (CS-12)