Coming to visit my brother and mum in The Simpson Maternity Hospital. The large long corridors with big doors and windows.

Entering the enormous ward with beds around the room. A large table for all the patients to eat around. Make friends talk and moans.

The friendly staff. Nurses, assistants and cleaners. The joy of coming each day to visit.

What a difference it was to when I had my own children at Little France St Johns Livingston.

Royal Infirmary was strangely miles better!