Mary Wakefield Mary Wakefield

My son and the back-crackers of Harley Street

What happened when I took my son to an appointment with an osteopath

issue 19 August 2017

All along Harley Street, charlatans and medical experts have set up side by side with no obvious way to tell them apart. The same wide steps lead up to the same glossy front doors, all with prestigious brass knobs. Each separate house is itself a layered stack of quacks and docs: radiology one floor above absence healing, flower therapy down the corridor from paediatric ENT.

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