My Dad

My Dad

I don’t often talk about my dad. But there are times when talking is required. As we approach Father’s Day, I wanted to let him, and you know, what I think of him. When I was growing up, dad was a man of few words. He was a thinker. He considered carefully what he was...
The Chapel

The Chapel

Years and years ago, we had a little dream. That we would start our own practice from home. Build things up steadily, organically, with word of mouth referrals and recommendations. And one day, maybe, just maybe, we could have our own place. A practice where we could...
No Contact

No Contact

Since when have physios stopped putting their hands on patients? Since when can you assess someone in 10 minutes? 10 minutes, either face to face, or over the phone, does not give you enough time. It means corners are cut, assumptions are made, features are made to...