The hospital looks, at ground level, like any other hospital. Newer, perhaps. Shinier than what one might be used to, with its gleaming white partitions, armchairs of royal blue, and a radiant strip-lamp atop each of its 300 beds. But look up, and the artifice is revealed. Above the rows of neat cubicles, the hall’s roof hangs cavernously overhead: exposed pipework, spotlights, vast glowing exit signs.
You could be forgiven for mistaking it for the set of a hospital drama, but the NHS Louisa Jordan is one of Britain’s emergency field hospitals, hastily thrown up in Glasgow’s expansive Scottish…
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