Better Care Fund (NHSE) https://www.theguardian.com/society/2018/aug/29/disabled-facilities-grant-one-best-kept-secrets-uk-welfare-system-risk HIV and sexual health (THT) https://www.thepinknews.com/2011/10/18/three-deaths-after-london-church-advice-to-stop-taking-hiv-medicine https://www.huffpost.com/entry/three-hiv-positive-people-dead-in-uk_n_1017561 https://www.theguardian.com/society/2011/mar/23/hiv-tests-offered-worst-hit-areas Hospital heroes (BHRUT) https://www.romfordrecorder.co.uk/news/21521273.queens-hospital-maternity-unit-voted-hospital-heroes-public Right Care, Right Person (SWLST) https://swlstg.nhs.uk/latest-news/nhs-and-police-begin-new-approach-to-mental-health-response-in-london-1548 Enfield coproduction HSJ award (BEH) https://content.govdelivery.com/landing_pages/43185/81fd6cec0476232155e30bf69bc57632 Trust merger early stages (BEH/Candi) https://www.hefma.co.uk/news/two-london-mental-health-trusts-form-strategic-alliance MP supports local hub (NELFT/NEL) https://www.julialopez.co.uk/campaigns/focus-healthcare-and-community-services Funding approved to build local hub (NELFT/NEL) https://www.romfordrecorder.co.uk/news/21468359.multi-million-pound-community-health-hub-gets-council-approval https://thehaveringdaily.co.uk/2021/11/09/new-medical-hub-approved-at-former-st-georges-hospital-site Councillors decide on plans for… Continue reading Health communications
Author: Benjamin James Tunstall
Photography
I take photos on the job and my work has been used in local, regional and national campaigns and websites. See below.
Strangeways, Here We Come
People get precious about the authenticity of one’s love of The Smiths. “Sniveling pomposity” is my usual response to any accusation of class tourism. You don’t have to be born in a shithole like Hulme to love The Smiths. David Browne reviewed “Strangeways, Here We Come” in Rolling Stone magazine in 1987 and he says… Continue reading Strangeways, Here We Come
My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy
The longest cry in my life was to Runaway on repeat. It felt like my lungs were coming out of my mouth. A distorted electronic symphony clawing out the last bits of my broken heart. The song shouldn’t work but it does. The whole shebang that is My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy is a nervous… Continue reading My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy
Pile it high
Sunday’s for me are a Bloody Mary at 11, Gin and Tonic at midday and a bottle of Pinot Noir at about 1pm. Then I get out of bed and check my phone to see whose invited me to lunch. Pork is an ironic meat. Nothing calms the soul quite like pork and yet it’s… Continue reading Pile it high
Nothings shocking
Jane’s Addiction very kindly came to Brixton in 2014 and did their album Nothing’s Shocking back to back. It was packed with 40 somethings who stood around and nodded into their beers. Even better live, Nothing’s Shocking has big guitar moments, sweeping soundscapes and a frankness. Electricity was crackling from Perry Farrell’s eyelids but all… Continue reading Nothings shocking
Big mouth writes again
When I was a child my mother put me on the Pritikin Diet, a low-fat, high-fibre diet which forms part of the Pritikin programme for diet and exercise. A lifestyle regimen created by Nathan Pritikin. The book describing the diet became a best-seller while I wasted away. By the time I was 8 (pictured above)… Continue reading Big mouth writes again
Misery upon grim
The British don’t expect to be happy. On this small boot-shaped island miserableness is patriotic. The British are proudly miserable. In the depths of winter misery is a crackling fire in the pit of one’s gut. It’s the only way to survive. I thought digging out the scarves and gloves, plugging gaps under doors, double… Continue reading Misery upon grim
Mexican striptease
I’m rarely seen at the right places or attend the right parties but last night I dined at La Bodega Negra the night after Kylie Minogue was seen exiting not so discretely. My friend Candy insisted we dine there not just so I could bathe in the waft of Miss Minogue but because she thought… Continue reading Mexican striptease
The immortal wakes
His yawn a tunnel through time A window too Took respite in a cave to ease his arthritic thumb For many moons and one sun For most of the Neolithic age The immoral wakes Remembers centuries as minutes but what is time? Memory is a river that churns into an ocean, the bluest of space… Continue reading The immortal wakes