Thanks for correcting me , Stan.
Gosh, I had no idea that it was still there in the 1980s. My mum was there in around 1929 / 1930 when she had Scarlet Fever. Anything that she took into the hospital would have to be left there, so her mum produced a new notebook for drawing and a pack of cards to take with her. She remembered at least one other child died and said one of the nurses got it, so ended up in the same ward. She said sulphur was blown down her throat, as powder collected on a piece of paper, folded so it all collected in the crease. It tickled and made her cough. She was in bed for weeks. There was no visiting because it was infectious, so her mother and aunt came and stood on the pavement outside, as she could see them and wave through the window. (She was in a ward right at the front of the hospital.)In the end, when she was discharged, her mother had to more or less carry her, because she was so weak that she couldn't walk.
