As a junior doctor, I was touched by the public’s kindness and support for our strike – and I’d like to say thankyou

Under icy skies, our picket line – uncharted, unnerving territory for junior doctors – generated much warmth. A beaming great grandmother pressed steaming hot coffee into my hands, while earlier a pre-school tot proudly presented homemade biscuits to us all. I couldn’t feel my feet, my legs would not stop shivering, but the public radiated warmth.…

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