St Probyn’s Penitentiary
From Uniform Girls 18 Teresa glanced out of the window but there was nothing to be seen. Unless you counted the blank brick wall opposite. She sat on the bed again, eyes fluttering, nervous. The bed and a wooden table and chair, that was all there was in the bare little room. Like a prison cell almost. The bed with its stark tubular metal frame could easily be imagined in a prison cell. She squirmed her bottom. The blanket she was sitting on was a vivid royal blue. A violent colour, scary in itself in a way. The whole place was scary. The two starched white pillows precisely placed; the metal jug on the table… Downstairs… She hadn’t really seen anything downstairs. Too scared to look and anyway that Matron, Mrs Jarrett, had marched her straight through the hallway and up the stairs. ‘You will wait in your room until Mr Canfield is ready for you, Probationer. Mr Canfield deals with Probationer Nurses and he will see you shortly,