In 1980 (yes, a long time ago), my husband was in a mixed sex ward - with bays - also recovering from a subarachnoid hemorrhage, easybee. In his confused state he would wander back from the bathroom stark naked. Also, occasionally he would go to the wrong bay and climb into an empty bed convinced it was his. One elderly lady was terrified when she came back from the loo.
(He was so much trouble they sent him home well before they should have).
Words you don’t often see now.
Good Morning Monday 29th June 2026
Perhaps we can 'all sit together' or is that just 'The Frog Song'? Oops no that was 'we all stand together'.