And, besides he doesn't have roots beyond an extended family that gathers to argue at Christmas and a few photographs and certificates in a biscuit tin in the parental home. No, he is going north in order to work - at the North Brompton Royal Infirmary. Although he had read much in the medical press of the woes of overseas doctors stranded in the less popular reaches of the NHS, he had seen little of it first hand. Coming to work in the NBRI amounted virtually to dismounting from his career. This near-tautology does not advance our understanding to a great degree.
Further explanation is required.
Dr Page has until now travelled not only professionally but also socially in the fast lane. Which is not to say that he is a social climber, rather that one of his preferred ways of socialising is by climbing into people's beds. This preference is satisfied not because he is a good doctor, which in the field of sexual competition counts for nothing, but because he is extremely good-looking. It is probably worth mentioning his appearance at this stage because it is well known that those with good looks are forgiven much - bad behaviour, stupidity, even intelligence. He is just above medium height, is well built, has thick fair hair, fine regular features and blue eyes whose glances are such as to place a frost of sacred terror over the pericardia of many females.