|Dr Adebayo 'Bayo' Alade and cadaver|
|Professor Harold Ellis CBE|
|Dr Alistair Hunter|
The students were going to be guided by their demonstrators as they delved deep into their specimen's gut. Dr Hunter reeled off a fluid list of places they would meet on their journey, as if the students would be venturing down a meandering country road. Places like Spleen, Anal Canal and Plicae Circulares were interrupted with views of arcades which were described again and again by Dr Hunter and the other demonstrators as beautiful and wonderful. In fact often these words were doubled up and it was easy to be enthused by these beautiful beautiful descriptions.
There wasn't anything to fear when the first of the cadavers or specimens were revealed despite the anxiety a restless night had inflicted upon us newcomers. First the layer of stainless steel was swung open like a beetle preparing for flight, underneath was a layer of clear plastic and blue cloth that ultimately revealed bodies that had leached their colour. Silvery tags hung on fingers, toes and heads presumably to keep the cadavers together if limbs were separated from their neighbours.
|Dr Andrew Davies|
|Dr James Bates|
Nearly all the faces were covered with a white cloth which depersonalised our cadavers. It was hard to let our imaginations run riot for there was nothing to base our narratives on, no clothes, no name, nothing. Still the bodies gave us the stories of their lives through the way they had died and the surgical procedures that had punctuated their living days. The heads had been relieved of their brains and the open cavity that remained felt as if it were a wafer cornet awaiting it's scoop of strawberry ice cream. The head of Dr Adebayo 'Bayo' Alade's cadaver had been lifted up on wooden blocks and there was a suggestion of the mechanic as he and his students lifted the bonnet of the chest.
|Dr Adam Wahba|