Esther Hindley was the sister of my first ward when I started my training at the London hospital in 1960. Having chosen nursing as a plunge into “real life” after A-levels, I was terrified of what might face me and was so lucky to have been held steady by her reassuring strength and compassion.

Beyond the necessary rules and the rigid hierarchy of nursing, her intelligence and sense of humour made one feel she saw things in perspective. She inspired confidence throughout the ward and she was not afraid to challenge doctors if she thought them unfair. Her example stayed with me through my training.


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