His transport as a medical officer in the first world war was a horse — in old age it was a fast car. As one of the eight doctors in Levenshulme in 1955 — four single handed and two partnerships of two, I remember it well. Our administrative body was called the Executive Council and Joe was their nightmare. He rarely replied to official correspondence and was repeatedly fined for not fulfilling his statutory obligations. He even failed to notify his acceptance of new patients — and was never paid for looking after them.
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