The first ward we ventured into was a children’s ward. Garishly coloured, the primary hues were now peeling
off the walls, revealing the early pink standard colouring of a female ward. Cartoon characters decorated
the walls and, in some cases, the individual rooms.
A window looked out onto a wall.
Hop-scotch was painted on the floor.
The whole ward was dark and grim. It didn’t suit our mood. Children and madness shouldn’t go together.