My email to MPs, second half of the B’s



I am a GP in Tower Hamlets. I am laboriously writing to every MP. You are the 2nd half of the B’s (there are a lot of you…). I was hoping to watch a film tonight, but am writing to you instead.

I am writing to alert you to one of the policies contained in the the Health and Social Care Bill: the proposal, backed by all three parties I am told, to encourage people to register with the GP practice of their choice, anywhere in England. This sounds like a perfectly good idea until you actually look at the practical implications. The Department of Health have not thought it through, Andy Burnham with New Labour’s ‘dodgy’ consultation did not think it through, Andrew Lansley has not thought it through.

I appeal to MPs of goodwill: look into this. Don’t take declarations of ‘Liberation’ and ‘Choice’ to lull you.

See my email with ‘Andrew Lansley’ on this issue before the General Election:

See the Royal College of General Practitioners response to Andy Burnham’s so-called consultation:

Further details are contained in my blog, link below.

I wish you all well,


The Tredegar Practice, 35 St Stephens Road, London E3 5JD!/onegpprotest

The Illusion of Choice: Choose Your Restaurant



Here is an extract from my paper in May 2009, sent to the PCT:

The plannners should be asked: imagine your favourite restaurant. You like it because of its ambiance, the good service, the excellent food. Other people like it, which is understandable, so you have to book in advance. You have to book because there is a limit to how many diners they serve, this you can understand. But now imagine this: the Minister for Dining Out wants to make good restaurants accessible to all and a decree goes out: you cannot limit the number of diners at your restaurant, you have a responsibility to seat anyone who wishes to eat at your restaurant. Now you don’t have to book, you just go. You can imagine the scene: they have crowded in more tables, there is a pressure to eat quickly because disgruntled people are milling around on the pavement impatiently; the quality of the food has dropped; the owner is stressed and irritable. Where has your favourite restaurant gone?

(for full text.…)