Ian Bickle finds that strangers treat him differently, once he has been identified as a medic
- By: Ian Bickle
Domestic flights within the UK are often dull affairs - no films to watch, no food to eat, not enough time to sleep, and barely enough room in the “cattle wagon” to read a postage stamp. This leaves one constructive thing to do - speak to your fellow passengers. So it was that I found myself engaging in pleasantries with two middle aged, Northern Irish nurses, a married couple in fact. It was much to my surprise that I found they now worked in my home county of Northamptonshire. Given that 98% of people I have met during my two years in Belfast hadn't even heard of this county, it was incredible that these two actually lived there.
The woman was a chirpy old thing, the man a bearded, shy fellow content with looking out of the window. It soon became known that I was a medical student, and everything