Just before the old Queen Mary's hospital in Roehampton was demolished in 2006, my partner was an in-patient. There is many things I could say about this period of my life and the effect this abandoned place had on me, but I haven't got space here. 

Some time after I found out that it was likely that my grandfather also was an in-patient of this place just after he returned from WWII. The strange solice of peace, place and connection.