“Author Unknown.’ Beside it was another, on a blue mount wreathed in painted almond blossom. ‘“A bird does not sing because he has an answer, he sings because he has a song.” Chinese Proverb.’ The counsellor’s offices were in small rooms at the back of a tall, bleak Georgian house behind Whittingbourne Hospital. The windows of the waiting room were curtained with blue-striped, tweed-like material and looked out on to the back of Whittingbourne’s largest supermarket, designed to resemble, in roof...line at least, some architect’s Disneyland notion of a medieval manor house. The windows were very clean. So was the waiting room, which had an atmosphere very much like a medical waiting room except for the texts on the walls and a blown-up photograph of a calm seascape in a copper-coloured sunset. On the table in front of her, a low table veneered in plastic grain to resemble wood, was a pot plant – an out-of-season forced russet chrysanthemum that Fergus would have described, with curled lip, as ‘serviceable’ – and a series of booklets arranged in fans.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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