The University of Glasgow from Kelvin Way and Kelvingrove Bowling Green
University with Kelvingrove Art Gallery in the foreground
Kelvingrove Art Gallery and Museum
Front of University (University Avenue side)
University Main Entrance, looking across University Avenue from Hillhead Street
Wellington Church and Southpark Avenue looking across University Avenue from University
The Rotunda Reading Rooms on Hillhead Street
Above - Hillhead Street - looking towards Great Western Road - our flat is on the right in the shadow of the trees
Left - Our flat on second floor of 51 Hillhead Street
Mary and I with Norman and Eunice Christmas 1969
Eunice and Norman Scarborough holiday 1970
Norman in pram on left & Eunice on right with friends in the park
Above - with Mary, Eunice and Norman after graduation June 1972
Right - official graduation photo
The following year, 1971 was an unhappy, eventful year in Glasgow with three significant events: there was the Ibrox disaster, the fire which destroyed the wards of Glasgow Eye Infirmary, and the Clarkston disaster.
Aftermath of fire which destroyed the wards of Glasgow Eye Infirmary in January 1971. I was due to go on duty on night duty but received a telephone call to go to another hospital because the wards had been completely destroyed.
Above left: Fire engines outside the building
Above right: Inside the corridor
Left: The roof after the fire
Images: courtesy of Glasgow City Archives
On 21 October 1971 a build-up of gas in the basement of the shops at Clarkston Toll Shopping Centre ignited causing an explosion, killing twenty-two people and seriously injuring around a hundred. I was final year student in the Victoria Infirmary when ambulance started arriving with casualties.
Right: the scene at Clarkston Toll shops shortly after the explosion. Several shops are buried under the collapsed roof car park in the foreground. Passengers in the bus in the background were also victims of the blast.
Below: Clarkston Toll shops now.
Left: Queen Mother's Maternity Hospital where Eunice and Norman were born.
I graduated in June 1972. We gathered in the morning to take a form of the Hippocraric Oath. In the afternoon we gathered in the magnificent setting of Bute Hall for the graduation ceremony when we had the degrees of Bachelor of Medicine, Bachelor of Surgery conferred on us.
Graduation Bute Hall looking to front. Image courtesy of University of Glasgow Photographic Unit, GB0248 PHU4/18
Bute Hall set out for examinations. View to rear with pipe organ. Image courtesy of University of Glasgow Photographic Unit, GB0248 PHU4/19
Hippocratic Oath (an English translation of the oath as used by Hippocrates)
I swear by Apollo the physician, and Asclepius, and Hygieia and Panacea and all the gods and goddesses as my witnesses, that, according to my ability and judgement, I will keep this Oath and this contract:
To hold him who taught me this art equally dear to me as my parents, to be a partner in life with him, and to fulfill his needs when required; to look upon his offspring as equals to my own siblings, and to teach them this art, if they shall wish to learn it, without fee or contract; and that by the set rules, lectures, and every other mode of instruction, I will impart a knowledge of the art to my own sons, and those of my teachers, and to students bound by this contract and having sworn this Oath to the law of medicine, but to no others.
I will use those dietary regimens which will benefit my patients according to my greatest ability and judgement, and I will do no harm or injustice to them.
I will not give a lethal drug to anyone if I am asked, nor will I advise such a plan; and similarly I will not give a woman a pessary to cause an abortion.
In purity and according to divine law will I carry out my life and my art.
I will not use the knife, even upon those suffering from stones, but I will leave this to those who are trained in this craft.
Into whatever homes I go, I will enter them for the benefit of the sick, avoiding any voluntary act of impropriety or corruption, including the seduction of women or men, whether they are free men or slaves.
Whatever I see or hear in the lives of my patients, whether in connection with my professional practice or not, which ought not to be spoken of outside, I will keep secret, as considering all such things to be private.
So long as I maintain this Oath faithfully and without corruption, may it be granted to me to partake of life fully and the practice of my art, gaining the respect of all men for all time. However, should I transgress this Oath and violate it, may the opposite be my fate.
Hippocratic Oath ( a modern version)
There are several modern versions but all follow similar underlying principles:
I solemnly promise:
That I will honour the Profession of Medicine;
That just as I have learned from those who preceded me, so will I instruct those who follow me in the science and the art of medicine;
That I will recognise my limitations and seek the counsel of others when they are more expert so as to fulfil my obligation to those who are entrusted to my care;
That I will not withdraw from my patients in their time of need;
That I will lead my life and practise my art with integrity and honour, using my power wisely;
That whatsoever I shall see or hear of the lives of my patients that is not fitting to be spoken, I will keep in confidence;
That into whatever house I shall enter, it shall be for the good of the sick;
That I will maintain this sacred trust, holding myself far aloof from wrong, from corrupting, from the tempting of others to vice;
That above all else I will serve the highest interests of my patients through the practice of my science and my art;
That I will be an advocate for patients in need and strive for justice in the care of the sick.
I now turn to my calling, promising to preserve its finest traditions, with the reward of a long experience in the joy of healing.
I make this promise freely and upon my honour.
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