This Product Will Self-Destruct… Very Soon, Actually!

I’m at serious risk of sounding older than my years here, but they don’t make things like they used to, do they?

As a child I never really understood this phrase, but I do now. Despite having better technology than say, twenty, thirty or more years ago – laptops, smart phones, smart televisions and all-singing, all-dancing digital, programmable, automatic that-and-this, which continue to revolutionise the way we live our lives – it seems that the build quality of goods is, in actual fact, getting worse. Much worse…

White goods – or black, stainless steel, titanium or whatever other colour goods as we now know them – are a typical example.

I remember being able to climb inside my parents’ washing machine when I was a toddler. I also remember that same washing machine being used to wash my secondary school uniforms and using it myself for my work clothes. If I remember correctly, the reason it got replaced was not due to any major fault, it was more that the odd switch had simply broken off, or that it was just no longer cosmetically-pleasing.

When I left home I bought a brand new fridge-freezer, a washing machine and a used tumble-dryer; I paid £50 for the tumble-dryer and only had to replace the belt, a job I did myself, once in almost ten years. Its life however, expired in wafts of smoke as the motor finally burnt out last year, but I think that may have been more my fault than the machines’, I don’t think it liked being used all day, rammed to its over-burdened door-hinge with stuff…

Both new items however, suffered major failures within a few years, within just days of the warranties expiring in fact. Both so-called ‘engineers’ I called out to look at them informed me that they would be so expensive to fix, that it would be cheaper to ‘re-cycle’ them and buy new items… Really!?

Well, yes actually. I didn’t have the funds to replace both at the time, so my father gave me an old fridge-freezer which he had obtained second-hand some years before but which he no longer needed and I bought a new washing machine. I am on yet another washing machine since, having decided to purchase the most expensive I could afford – it’s lasted four years so far… a record!

I have also only just begrudgingly purchased a new fridge-freezer. I say begrudgingly because it was only the fact that the magnetic door seals had split, making the temperature-controlled environment somewhat erratic causing the inevitable ‘ice monster’ to invade. Oh, and the fact that replacement parts were no longer available; I was therefore forced to buy a new one.

Checking the model of my old reliable second, third or even fourth-hand (who knows!?) fridge-freezer given to me several years ago by my father, I ascertained that it was built somewhere between 1988 and 1991. It was between twenty-three and twenty-six years old! When the new one was delivered and they took the old one away I mentioned this, adding that I doubt I’ll still have the new one in 2040! Without hesitation, they agreed.

In fact, I know full well that I won’t. I’m no expert, but I examined the ‘workings’ in the back of the old one – pipes, motor and electrical cables – all solid build quality, the metal pipes thick, heavy and secured in place with metal clamps, the motor casing rock solid. On the new one the pipes are like drinking straws which have been poked through a thin tin-foil skin and then left unsecured to flap about. It’s almost as though these things aren’t actually supposed to last…

Indeed, if we look at modern communications tech, we’ll notice that a certain electronics giant manufactures popular portable multi-media gadgetry with rechargeable but non-replaceable batteries, which substantiates this idea; a practice which ensures that once the aforementioned battery has taken its last possible charge and discharge you will inevitably be forced to buy another.

Indeed, they’re all at it now – how long will your shiny new smart phone, tablet or other such device be useful when major apps you enjoy using no longer support it? It’s happened to me, and it happened only fourteen months into a twenty-four month contract; no system or app updates were forthcoming to allow me the full use of my device, forcing me into almost a year of owning what amounted to a pretty-looking, but very basic handset. I may just as well have gone through the legacy of one too many house-moves in the attic – dozens of unpacked boxes of stuff – to find one of my old late-1990s handsets, and I bet it would work. I dropped one of these in the bath once: a few minutes with a hairdryer later and it switched on again first time. How many modern handsets would do this?

Which brings me on to the burning question of planned obsolescence: if a layman can differentiate the build quality between an old and new type of kitchen appliance, and major tech companies and app developers are working to ensure minimum product lifespans, then manufacturers truly are being rather blatant about the fact that they no longer care about building a reputation for reliability and longevity, instead choosing improved function and performance.

However, a vital component of performance surely has to be reliability? It would seem that this no longer applies!? It’s all about features, as many as possible, which at best you will enjoy only for the duration of the warranty, because as far as I can tell, that’s exactly how long you will have before you are forced to replace it. This will then fill the coffers of manufacturers, enabling them to develop the next ‘must have’ feature, which will also have a similar lifespan to its predecessor.

Trouble is it also shows that we, as consumers, are changing: buying more products from the same manufacturers simply because we must have the most slick, up-to-date gizmos they throw into the market-place on a seeming weekly basis; just to fuel what surely amounts to ‘keeping up with the Jones’s’ is, to my mind at least, simply astonishing.

 It would seem then, that although maybe not sounding older than my years, I am simply part of the last generation of consumers who appreciates quality over quantity. Old philosophy that you only get what you pay for, that you should buy the most expensive items you can afford no longer applies though, because let’s face it, even base-model items aren’t exactly cheap are they!? Then again, mid-top level goods still fail long before their twenty year-old counterparts. So perhaps we should forget about cosmetic appeal, gadgetry and what our friends may perceive as ‘good brands’ or ‘best features’ and simply either keep our older, more reliable goods, or put the technology of the throwaway generation to its best possible use: use it to source older items we know were reliable in good working order, or if not for the parts no longer available to repair those we already have.

In a time when ‘eco-friendly’ this and ‘green’ that has become important across every industry to reduce the impact of decades of landfill and other contributors to our carbon footprint, does this old-school idea of ‘make do and mend’ seem so foreign a suggestion? Granted, unwanted electrical equipment is recycled, but why not keep a good, reliable item if you can? Or buy another, make one good out of the two and recycle the other? I certainly wish I had, looking at the ‘quality’ of my new fridge-freezer – you may wish to consider this option too. You’ll be visiting the recycling centre in a few years with any modern replacement, anyway!

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Around the World in 11 Days – Experience the World with Expat Explore!

Ever wished you could get a taste of the whole world in a single 11-day trip? Fancy taking in the sights of France, Switzerland, Italy, Germany, the Netherlands and Belgium? Or maybe you prefer to experience the people and cultures of faraway destinations found in Asia and the Pacific? What about New Zealand, South America, Canada or perhaps even the colourful Caribbean islands of Trinidad and Tobago or the gem of the Indian Ocean, beautiful Mauritius? ‘Impossible!’ I hear you cry. Well not quite, because last September my wife and I did just that…

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View of the Eiffel Tower from the Montparnasse Tower.

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My wife Sarah

In Paris we enjoyed riding the Metro, taking in the breath-taking views from the top of the  Montparnasse Tower and sampling simple traditional French cuisine washed down with good, but inexpensive wine at a small restaurant in a quiet side street in St.Germain.

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View from the top of Jungfraujoch.

We stood and shivered on top of Jungfraujoch, the tallest mountain in Europe, cloud and hazy glimpses of countries spread out below us. We visited Pisa’s leaning tower and watched thousands taking predictable snapshots of friends and family ‘holding up’ the famous structure.

As we walked the cobbled streets of Florence in the rain at night, we were stopped in our tracks by the unforgettable sight of Basilica Santa Croce, both stunning and imposing.

We enjoyed the thrill of dodging the crowds in our shorts and slaps under the warm Roman sun, stopping to take in the Tivoli waterfall, Colosseum and Pantheon before relaxing on the Spanish Steps with a gelato. We even got to go to Vatican City and gaze open-mouthed up at the stunning Cistine Chapel.

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Vatican City

We also explored the maze of streets and alleyways of Venice, taking time out in St.Mark’s Square and indulging in a relaxing Gondola ride between the islands, discovering first-hand why it truly is one of the world’s most romantic places – a notion confirmed only by being there.

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Venice gondola ride. Romantic? You decide!

Next stop was Munich, where we headed off in search of the pub to beat all pubs – the Hofbräuhaus. If you thought some Wetherspoons in the UK were big, this place is truly epic, as are the beers! Sold in 0.5ltr or 1ltr glass steins, it had to be the 1ltrs, which we enjoyed in the garden at a table with locals, while the ‘oom-pa’ of a traditional brass and glockenspiel outfit marched out from within, mingling with the cheery atmosphere and spilled beer to create a satisfyingly Teutonic vibe.

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Rhine river boat cruise.

A river cruise along the Rhine with stops in the picturesque villages of St.Goar and Boppard to sample the incredible local wines provided some much-needed chill out time before Amsterdam…While some exquisite food with great company in the historic Belgian city of Bruges provided the perfect end to our trip.

So, what about the other destinations on the aforementioned list, you might ask? Ok, I admit it – we didn’t physically go to these locations: there was no need, they came to us! These faraway destinations were home to our fellow travel companions: people from all over the world with whom we shared the majority of the trip, each travelling for their own particular reasons at varying stages in their lives, enriching our experience by sharing memories, personalities and friendship.

Bolivia: newly married and expecting their first child and on the tour before settling down; a long wait between them and the chance of their next big adventure together.

Canada: this mum travelled alone for the first time ever (it was even her first time on a plane!) to meet up with her daughter who was studying in the UK, spending some badly-needed quality time on the tour together before taking her daughter home with her for good!

New Zealand: a warm and friendly couple with an insatiable, dry wit who were on the tour because she had recently beaten cancer; they were happy to still have each other and wanted to make the most of their life together.

Australia: a lovely family of four, who kept themselves to themselves but were there when we needed them. Ever found yourself in dire need of cash through no fault of your own? It’s another story, but these people handed me 100 euros without hesitation. We paid them back within the hour, but I will never forget their generosity and trust.

Mauritius: a gentle, elderly couple spending the time they had left together seeing the world – their words, not mine.

India: young, free and single, had been working in the UK and recently gained a promotion – to Australia! He was saying hello and goodbye to Europe on his tour, and having as much fun as possible before encountering his next reality. In contrast, other representatives of this country were finally fulfilling life-long dreams to travel after working hard to put three children through med school; he was also keeping a long-held promise to show his wife Venice.

Jordan: enjoying her first taste of solo travel following university, relishing her freedom from education and parents before starting work.

China: arranged the tour for his parents to celebrate his graduation and as a thank you to them for funding him through his studies in the UK before they all went home together – even though the trip, like university, was being paid for by his parents!

Trinidad and Tobago: two expat families from the twin colourful Caribbean islands living in the US and Mauritius who decided that uniting on a different continent for a unique holiday would be a once in a lifetime opportunity – and they really did make the most of their time together – if their happiness could be measured in laughter-decibels!

And us? I’ll tell you what I told everyone over the coach PA system during the introductions we all made as we crossed France:

‘For those of you who’ve not spoken with us yet, I’m Will and this is my wife Sarah. We live to travel: we both work hard, as I’m sure you all do, so that once or twice a year we can discover new countries, experience different places and cultures and sample some good food and drink. We also love meeting new people, just like all you guys, and maybe make a few new friends in the process!’

As it turned out, we were not disappointed – by the end of the trip we’d ticked every item on the list and more besides. Our tour ‘family’ was united through a passion for travel, a common language and the simple pleasure of each other’s company. We all know cultures are different around the world, but this trip demonstrated that humanity truly is the same the world over; all you need to do is invest a little time and make the effort to actually communicate.

It wasn’t only the trip which brought everyone together. Our tour leader, Sarah and coach driver, Phil were the glue which cemented our family. They were both fantastic – superhuman, even. Never have I encountered two more professional, yet friendly people who went out of their way, far beyond the call of duty, to ensure everyone got the most out of the trip. Their patience was unparalleled: Sarah’s knowledge of the locations and history was amazing, and Phil’s driving skills were incredible – weaving in and out of traffic, gunning the gas to get us through the crossroads at L’Arch de Triomphe – yet maintaining a comfortable, steady pace, ensuring we kept safely to our very tight schedule. To top it all off, our tour leaders were both there to share meals, and even to socialize over a few drinks in the evening. If all this wasn’t enough, how about an evening meal out at a Munich Bierhäus with your new friends turning up in traditional German costume!? Honest! Sarah even got stopped by another group, who tried to get her to take their order! Priceless…

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‘Our Family’ – taken by our tour leader Sarah in Venice.

This was not just a European culture and sightseeing tour, it was a truly international experience in every way. We really did get what we had hoped for and much, much more, including many memories we will treasure forever. It is therefore a trip I would highly recommend – go on, go for it!

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Baby Subs – A Rant on Pets as Baby Substitutes

In my mid-late twenties, stocks of friends available for socialising began to drop off as people got ‘loved up’ and moved in together. Having reached my thirties, it’s inevitable that the majority of friends, family and even acquaintances of my own age are now also ‘babied up.’ My wife and I are yet to take the plunge into the abyss of soiled nappies and endless nights of begrudged consciousness tending to the wailing crescendo of tortuous child-cry. A few other couples we know are also abstaining from parenthood, claiming to despise the idea of having kids.  Yet at least one person in each couple have one thing in common; baby substitutes. Are these people really conscientious baby-objectors, making an informed decision to remain childless or do they need to adjust their lives, attitudes or indeed, partners to enable them to have real babies? In short, do they just need to man or woman up?

Cooing over an animal which has long ceased being a puppy or kitten yet which childless people insist on referring to as ‘baby’ and one another as its ‘mummy and daddy,’ or worse still, saying such things in front of other human company is hideous. Most vile of all, said human visitors unfortunate enough to be referred to as ‘auntie x and uncle y’ is quite frankly, vomit-inducing. Nothing these animals do is wrong in their eyes, either. Phrases such as; ‘Oh bless, she’s just pee’d on the carpet, mummy’ll have to clean that up now, won’t she?’ and ‘Ooh look daddy, he’s rubbing his bum on the carpet,’ might be heard. But that was my carpet: don’t just laugh and walk away, it was my carpet, dammit! It had to be professionally cleaned, care to foot the bill!??

These animals don’t tend to be what you could class as ‘cute’ or ‘normal’ examples of the canine or feline world, either. They are generally fat, ugly, volatile cats or weird breeds of dogs which drool all over the place and have faces which resemble Sid James after having sucked a lemon, God rest him. Although these animals are their ‘babies,’ I can’t help thinking that, despite protestations to the contrary, these couples do want children – or perhaps, the main perpetrator of such stomach-churning devotion to these beasties is the half of the couple most broody, most in need of parenthood in the relationship. If that’s the case, surely it’s time for the ‘we need to talk’ conversation? I may be wrong of course. It could simply be that, like my wife and I, they are holding off parenthood until content in careers, are homeowners and have some cash in the bank. Granted, there is no perfect time to have children, but trying to make life easier for when they arrive can’t hurt, surely? Being broody doesn’t give these people the right to inflict such gross, misguided and disgusting behaviour on others!

Although my wife and I want children, I can honestly say we have no baby substitutes. Sure, we act soppy and childish towards one another behind closed doors, but wouldn’t dream of inflicting it on the rest of the world. I have a classic sports car which I lovingly restored and dote on as much as my pocket will allow, and although she has a name, she most certainly isn’t ‘my baby.’ I get great pleasure driving Hilary and my enthusiastic driving is matched to her high performance – I don’t stop grinning from the moment I turn the ignition key and hear that first deep rumble from the exhaust until long after I’ve parked up. I am a better person to be around after I’ve been out for a drive in her. But this will end. When I have children I know it is likely that something more practical will be required and it’ll be ‘bye-bye Hilary, thanks for the memories.’ So I’m enjoying the freedom lack of children affords before it’s too late and I must wait twenty-odd years for the next opportunity. Last thing I want is to constantly be cleaning up piss and shit and wiping backsides for animals which can’t clean themselves; I know there’ll be plenty of that to come one day!

Baby subs and associated behaviour would be more acceptable if it were only couples who simply cannot have children, having no choice in the matter. But only just – even then, nobody else needs to witness it! Harsh as it may sound, unless it’s a mutual, informed decision to wait to have children or not to have any at all, then talk to your partner. If they don’t want a family, then maybe it’s time to sack them, move on and find someone who does, no?

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‘Pink Jobs, Blue Jobs’ – Gendered Household Chores!?

Any guys out there in relationships will appreciate that there are certain chores around the house which are designated girl or boy jobs. My wife refers to them as ‘pink jobs and blue jobs.’ Having always lived with only women, I know I’m at risk of being subject to some serious female reprimand when I suggest that these so-called gendered tasks are an example of equality gone terribly wrong! But who exactly is to blame?

Pink jobs consist of doing the clothes washing, hanging it out to dry, folding and putting away. Some others include tidying, dusting and polishing or perhaps the odd spot of preparing lunches for the following day. In our house, a shared job – or to continue the theme, a unisex job – might be cooking dinner as we take it in turns: whoever is first home gets it on.

Then there are the tedious, unpleasant and dirty jobs which she all too often attempts to flatter me into doing, using the familiar ‘big, strong man’ routine. If this fails, then her absolute refusal to do any ‘dirty boy work’ will get her off the hook. I am sure any bloke reading this will already know which are the ‘blue jobs’ as they will doubtless be highly experienced in such work. Therefore, the vacuuming, mopping, washing up, sorting and putting out the rubbish, as well as cleaning the toilets and mowing the lawn are, in our house, all designated ‘blue jobs.’

Why don’t I just man up?

I have tried to dig my heels in by attempting to match her stubbornness, waiting for her to get fed up with the stacks of washing up on the kitchen surfaces, the accumulation of general crap overflowing from the bins around the house or the knee-length grass in the garden. Even my deliberate attempts to misalign my seating position and poo off-target, leaving long skids down the pan didn’t faze her. It was an unspoken battle of wills, which only ever had one outcome from the start; I folded first. So I don’t want to live in a place which would match the homely appeal of say, Wayne and Waynetta Slob’s abode, what’s wrong with that?

As such, the blue jobs are not only designated as boy work by her flat refusal to do them, but more by my inability NOT to do them, with the exception of mowing the lawn and putting the rubbish out, which I am all too keen to do. My ego dictates that her unashamed falsified flattery prevails; in my mind I am indeed ‘big, strong man’ who can undertake labour which requires lifting things. I am in fact weak, I know – but let’s face it, this is the modern age and boy, don’t the ladies just know it!?

If I am not alone in doing the blue jobs, the situation can only escalate as time goes on, too. Perhaps at some point in the future, the pink jobs will become blue in homes world-wide, the House of Lords will become the House of Ladies and all ‘dirty’ aka ‘boy or blue jobs’ in the economy will be undertaken by men on minimum wage, whilst all clean, highly paid work will be ‘pink.’ Perhaps the future will see male campaigners chaining themselves to railings or throwing themselves in front of the Queen’s flying saucer in a bid to recoup some form of place within the Pink World Superpower!? I digress, but you get the idea. It’s my view that all jobs within the home or otherwise should be unisex. It’s time to face facts though, women are clever – men are not. Men are easily flattered – women are not. She can be stubborn and blind to the mess – it seems I cannot.

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One of My Old Uni Essays: ‘A Discussion on the Impact of War on the Medical Practice of Blood Transfusion’ – Stage 2 History, University of Kent. Module: War and Modern Medicine. Convenor: Dr. Julie Anderson.

In the last century, medical research and practice has perhaps been enhanced more so than during any other period. A widely proliferated suggestion is that this has been due to the advances made in medicine during times of war. Recent scholarship challenges this observation, instead arguing that wartime allowed for greater integration of existing ideas. William H. Schneider for example has reasoned that far too many attempts have been made to observe the medical progress made in wartime, and identifies the danger of viewing military medicine as being interrupted by periods of peace because civilian medical practice is then overlooked.[1] Haemotological research for example, was already being undertaken long before 1914 as well as after the war had ended. Blood transfusion is an idea which can be traced back through the centuries, with fluctuating interest during the seventeenth and eighteenth centuries, but which by the 1820s was restored when British physician and physiologist James Blundell carried out human to human transfusions with mixed results and conducted several lectures on the subject. In 1901, Karl Landsteiner identified three of the main blood groups, followed by the discovery of a fourth the following year by von Decastello and Sturli, again stimulating renewed interest in the practice.[2] By the outbreak of war in 1914, there had been substantial research into blood groups and transfusion demonstrating civilian efforts to develop in the field, yet no mass international amalgamation of theory. A. D. Farr notes that there was a great deal of duplication during this period, especially with disagreements over the designation of blood groups.[3] War allowed the integration of ideas but in addition, lack of congruity over method to treat shock as well as haemorrhage resulted in widespread transfusion experimentation but limited success due to the time taken to group match, resulting in deaths due to agglutination. By World War Two however, transfusion had been simplified and the logistics were in place to back up such large-scale practice, such as efficient group matching, storage without risk of coagulation, as well as ensuring adequate supply where it was required. This suggests that the inter-war period had produced greater advances than had been seen between 1914 and 1918. It could be that the main impact of World War One was that the many shortcomings of the procedure were recognised, initiating further development. This short essay will therefore examine the extent of development in times of peace as well as war to demonstrate that research and development  into transfusions was relatively consistent before World War One, as well as demonstrating how far improvements were confused by this war in particular, resulting in continuous improvements thereafter.

It must not be forgotten that medical procedure and care has and always will be utilised to treat the population as a whole, not just as a result of injuries sustained in war. Schneider suggests that before the twentieth century, blood transfusion was somewhat of a curiosity[4], yet at the same time, one common cause of death due to blood loss prior to this was that of haemorrhage during child birth. When Blundell carried out his experiments in the 1820s, his ideas on blood transfusion were no doubt influenced by the curiosity and attempts of preceding centuries, but moreover because of his professional capacity practicing and lecturing on midwifery.[5] His work did not go unnoticed and following his lectures, several instances of physicians using his methods were reported with enthusiasm in the press. In 1826, The Morning Post reported that a woman who had haemorrhaged during childbirth was attended by a Mr. Doubleday of Blackfriars. It was believed that the woman concerned had only a few hours to live. However, having read of Blundell’s procedure in the Lancet, Doubleday was ‘determined to make a trial of it. He accordingly took a quantity of blood from the arm of her husband, and having made an opening of the median vein in the right arm, proceeded to inject the blood with a syringe in the manner described.’[6] After injecting the patient with an estimated fourteen ounces of blood, the treatment was discontinued due to the patient suffering from slight pain in the head, and within a short time the patient was apparently up and walking, with no further side effect. Another such case was reported in 1828 in The Lancaster Gazette whereby the patient was treated by the transfusion of fifteen ounces of blood by ‘patent syringe and tube’ from a ‘healthy stout man’ who had been revived and showing signs of making a full recovery.[7] There were other similar cases reported around the same time, including one by The Standard in which a physician used a ‘common bone syringe’ to transfuse blood to a heavily pregnant woman after she had lost a considerable volume of blood due to a burst varicose vein on her leg.[8]  It would be reasonable to suggest therefore, that blood transfusion had indeed been improved without the influence or war in its earlier stages of development, not merely as a curiosity as Schneider asserts, but was instead implemented as a genuine medical practice, particularly in the field of obstetrics.

Following these early procedures, Farr notes there was little continued interest until around 1901, following the publication of Landsteiner’s findings.[9] Indeed, the suspicious absence of further British newspaper reports much after 1828 suggests that there were far more unsuccessful procedures than the successes highlighted above. However, there was continued interest with studies undertaken in Britain in the late 1840s by two doctors accounting for some eighty transfusions between them, and with the refinement of the modern hypodermic needle, Schneider notes that all manner of fluids were tested in Europe and North America, including reversion back to animal blood trials, as well as milk and saline solutions.[10] Most importantly however, he notes that there were only four transfusions reported during the American Civil War[11], perhaps demonstrating that civilian health as well as curiosity in the procedure had produced far greater instances of transfusion than a contemporary war had. Of course, further investigation into how far American knowledge of transfusion compared to that of Britain at the time would be required in order to substantiate this idea, however peacetime efforts were evidently ongoing. Shortly after Landsteiner’s discovery, a procedure was developed in response to the problem of coagulation by Alexis Carrel which involved transfusing blood by anastomosis, which US surgeon George Crile subsequently attempted with some success following Carrel’s move to the US from France. This procedure in its original concept was difficult and took a long time to complete and so did not become widespread, but improvements were made to it, such as Crile’s silver cannula to allow free flow of blood from artery of donor to recipient’s vein.[12] Continued US experimentation produced new equipment for transfusion, including the Kimpton tube, a paraffin coated glass storage vessel which prevented coagulation.[13] Yet the success of the transfusion during the impending war would be hampered despite these new methods due to agglutination as well as haemolysis, the inevitable results of group matching being predominantly disregarded. Nevertheless, progress had been made and, progress it must be added, which was made before the war had even begun.

When war broke out, there was however little room for such a complex procedure as Carrel had   demonstrated in wartime conditions, despite the improvements made by Crile, particularly since the volume of blood being taken and administered could still not be accurately measured. Although studies in Britain in the 19th century and in the US at the turn of the century had shown that the best replacement for lost blood was in fact blood, there were still those whose preferred replacement was saline. By 1915, Canadian surgeon L. Bruce Robertson demonstrated American transfusion techniques in Europe, both by using the syringe and cannula system developed by Edward Lindeman, published in 1914, as well as by multiple stopcock syringe developed by Lester J. Unger,[14]which he developed in 1915 as an improvement over Lindeman’s system. This allowed blood to be measured and transfused from donor to recipient, at the same time administering saline to the donor, reducing handling of the equipment and preventing dislodgement of cannulas from the vein, as well as limiting the risk of clotting.[15] Indeed, in his follow-up, Unger describes his development of improved apparatus and method following forty further transfusions, which utilised only one record syringe, negating the necessity for assistants to clean syringes, as well as the use of paraffin on tubes to prevent coagulation. Instead, the blood was kept cool by spraying the barrel of the syringe with ether as suggested to him by Dr. Charles A. Elsberg of the Mount Sinai Hospital.[16] It was perhaps a coincidence that the addition of sodium citrate to red blood cells to inhibit coagulation was simultaneously re-discovered in 1914 in Argentina, Belgium and the US,[17] but the pace with which the details of the process was proliferated was not. As we have seen with Robertson’s introducing techniques to Britain and France, war allowed ideas to spread and the same applies to this process, so much so that by 1916 Canadian Army Medical Corps Major Edward Archibald had written ‘that we have in the citrate method a means of transfusing blood so simple that it can be done by a junior medical officer with the instruments at hand in any clearing hospital.’[18] Yet the allies continued to use paraffin coated Kimpton tubes without the addition of sodium citrate because of uncertainty regarding the addition of substances to blood.[19]Therefore, it can be seen that although new methods evolved and were available to doctors at the front, they were not popular due to personal opinion, the simplicity of alternative methods, as well as limited understanding of the latest developments made away from the front.

Perhaps the most important breakthrough by the war’s end was the agreement by all nations that blood was the first choice to treat haemorrhage as well as shock. However, the war’s greatest impact on transfusion was perhaps that associated problems had been identified and would be overcome in the most part during the inter-war years. New methods which addressed the issue of faster group matching, as well as storage and supply, all meant that the practice of blood transfusion was far more advanced by World War Two. In 1921, Percy Oliver, secretary of the Camberwell Red Cross Association and three of its members responded to a plea from King’s College Hospital for blood donors. Oliver formulated the idea of assembling a panel of on call volunteers for such purposes. Thirteen such calls were received in 1922, 1300 in 1927 and 6,000 calls by 1938 with membership of about 2700, resulting in the Voluntary Blood Donors Association being formed in 1932.[20] Indeed, in 1937, Canadian Dr. Norman Bethune was directing a blood transfusion service funded by the Canadian public in Spain during the Civil War. His service followed the US bank system and, according to the Daily Mirror was supported by 3,500 donors in Barcelona and Madrid, each being tested for group and disease prior to the blood being stored in milk bottles and refrigerated, thereafter being distributed by refrigerated trucks from collection to distribution centres just behind the fighting lines.[21] Later in the same year, a woman was reported to have suffered internal haemorrhage at Croydon hospital, resulting in the loss of three pints of blood. A somewhat nonchalant tone asserts that ‘Blood transfusion is common enough; somebody is weak through loss of blood, blood from a willing donor is pumped into the veins,’ but with a different tone and bold typeset the article exclaims; ‘but this woman had a transfusion of her own blood!’ This had been collected from her abdomen, filtered through sterilised muslin and then reintroduced into her veins, making the woman ‘one in a million.’[22] Peacetime development in testing, storage and supply had not only been used efficiently to save lives in conflict but another new technique had saved the life of an ordinary citizen; moreover, the practice of transfusing blood had also become a routine procedure. It was due to Oliver’s humble panel of donors as well as Bethune’s efforts in Spain that the Emergency Blood Transfusion Service was enabled to follow such example from 1939 onward, capitalising upon its ability to organise mass appeals and blood bank operation, meaning that during the course of the war, a million people made up to two million donations.[23]

Between the sixteenth century and 1826, the idea of transfusion had already changed from mere curiosity to one of a true medical procedure to save lives, it also utilised the syringe method instead of direct transfusion developed much later by Crile to prevent coagulation but the former method remained more popular than the latter. Between 1826 and 1914, some curiosity continued resulting in varied experimentation as Schneider suggests, but with Landsteiner’s discovery in 1901, haematological research began in earnest, so too did improved methods for transfusing blood. World War One did have an impact on the proliferation of ideas, exemplified by Robertson’s demonstrations, but which at the same time restricted progress simply because the methods were often too complex and the facilities were not available to support such delicate specialism under wartime conditions. It could be suggested that the inefficiencies of transfusion during World War One, (which were overlooked at the time, the priority being to transfuse in the hope of saving life), acted as the impetus for continued research during the interwar years, resulting in blood banks and large-scale donor drives. By the Second World War, support, storage and logistics for large scale operations were coupled with uncomplicated technique due to the shortfalls seen during the last war, a time when there was much confusion as Farr suggests, possibly because there were so many new ideas which had not been fully developed by the time war came, or indeed new ideas developed for the requirements of war, such as US doctor Walter B. Cannon’s studies into shock with British medical officers in France.[24] From this short examination of the development of blood transfusion, it may be reasonable to suggest that the principles already existed due to civilian efforts by 1914, and although the war had spread these ideas, it had also complicated them. Perhaps the main impact this war had had on the procedure was to highlight the problems of largely pre-existing methods and clarify division of opinion, particularly the importance of group matching. By the Spanish Civil War, a blood transfusion service had utilised the best of this development and proved that blood transfusions could be safe, efficient and performed by medical orderlies and nurses. This in turn provided the necessary model for the next world conflict in which blood transfusion would save the lives of thousands, on both the frontlines as well as on the home fronts. War therefore had little direct impact on the development of blood transfusion between 1914 and 1918, but indirectly it facilitated further peacetime research, contributing to the success of Bethune’s service in Spain, which in turn provided a model which the world could follow from 1939 onwards.


[1] William H. Schneider, ‘Blood Transfusion in Peace and War 1900-1918’, Social History of Medicine, 10, 1, Oxford, 1997, pp.105-106.

[2] A.D. Farr, ‘Blood Group Serology – The First Four Decades’, Medical History, 23, 1979, p.215.

[3] Ibid., pp.216-218.

[4] Schneider, op.cit., p.105.

[5] Anne Digby, ‘Blundell, James (1790 – 1878)’, rev. Anne Digby, Oxford Dictionary of National Biography (Oxford, 2004),< http://www.oxforddnb.com/view/article/2713 > , [accessed 21 Nov 2011]

[6] Unknown, ‘Successful Case of Transfusion of Blood’, The Morning Post, 3rd Jan 1826, Issue 1717, 19th Century British Library Newspapers: Part II.

[7] Unknown, ‘Miscellaneous – Successful Case of Transfusion of Blood’, The Lancaster Gazette and General Advertiser, for Lancashire, Westmoreland, &c., 26th Jan 1828, Issue 1389, 19th Century British Library Newspapers: Part II.

[8] Unknown, ‘Multiple Commerce Items – Successful Transfusion of Blood’, The Standard London, 10th August 1827, Issue 71, 19th Century British Library Newspapers: Part II

[9] A. D. Farr, op.cit.

[10] Schneider, p.108

[11] Ibid.

[12] Schneider, Ibid., pp.110-111.

[13] Ibid., p.111.

[14] Ibid., pp.115-116.

[15] Lester J. Unger, ‘A New Method of Syringe Transfusion’, Journal of the American Medical Association, 64, 7, 1915, pp.582-584.

[16] Unger, ‘Recent Simplifications of the Syringe Method of Transfusion’, Ibid., 65, 12, 1915.

[17] Schneider, op.cit., pp.116-117.

[18] Edward Archibald, M.D., ‘A Note Upon the Employment of Blood Transfusion in War Surgery’, Wilderness and Environmental Medicine, 13, 2002, p.215.

[19] Schneider, op.cit., p.118.

[20] J. M. Stanton, ‘Oliver, Percy Lane (1878–1944)’, Oxford Dictionary of National Biography, Oxford University Press, 2004 <http://www.oxforddnb.com/view/article/75238&gt; [accessed 02 Dec 2011]

[21] Unknown, ‘Bottled Blood Saves Thousands on Spanish Fronts’, The Daily Mirror, 3rd March 1937, p.1.

[22] Unknown, ‘All Girls Together: Here’s One in a Million; Her Life Saved by Transfusion of Her Own Blood, Daily Mirror, 1st Dec 1937, p.16.

[23] Stanton., op.cit.

[24] Saul Benison, A. Clifford Barger, and E. L. Wolfe, ‘Walter B. Cannon and the Mystery of Shock: A Study of Anglo-American Co-operation in World War 1’, Medical History, 35, pp.217-249.

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