Werner Heisenberg died, of cancer, in February 1976. It was the month I finally found a practice, so I remember the date. In digs in Cambridge with a student of atomic physics I'd had personal tuition in Heisenberg's ‘Uncertainty Principle’. Knowing the speed of an electron meant that also knowing its location was intellectually impossible, and vice versa: one or the other but never both. With what adolescent glee we applied this to Paul's stolen bike. Small consolation, walking to lectures, that he could calculate his bicycle's velocity because he didn't know where it was. But what's all this nostalgic nonsense to do with the poor, with inequality, with health or UK general practice?
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