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Nell Aldermead, clinical psychologist, seated in her lamplit consulting room

Nell Aldermead · Clinical psychologist · practising since 2009

The person across from you.

Therapy runs on the fit between two particular people, not on a brand. So here is the particular person — credentials in plain speech, rooms included.

Credentials, translated

  • Registered clinical psychologist — the protected, regulated title — since 2009. LIC. 000000.
  • Master of Clinical Psychology, with formal training in CBT, ACT, EMDR and schema therapy. Every acronym gets a plain-English gloss on the How I Work page.
  • A decade in hospital and community mental health teams before opening Aldermead in 2019.
  • In monthly clinical supervision — every good therapist has a therapist’s therapist.

How I got here

I spent ten years in hospital corridors and community clinics — good, urgent work that taught me diagnosis, crisis, and how systems fail tired people. What it never had room for was the fifty unhurried minutes where the actual change happens.

Aldermead is those minutes, given a room of their own. Two rooms, technically. I kept the lamp from my first office; it has heard more brave sentences than most auditoriums.

Nell Aldermead in profile, listening in her consulting room at dusk

How I listen

Like it’s the only appointment of the day, because for that hour it is. I’ll interrupt exactly twice per session on average — once to slow you down near something important, once to argue gently with the harshest sentence you say about yourself.

rehearsing this search is part of starting

The rooms

For in-person work, the room is part of the method. Both of ours are built for the same hour of the day: the soft end of it.

The lamp room at Aldermead Therapy: a linen armchair with a mauve cushion beside a lit table lamp at dusk

The lamp room

An armchair deep enough to lean back in, a wool throw you’re welcome to use, and the lamp that gives this practice its evening light.

The window room at Aldermead Therapy: a cushioned window seat with an olive tree in evening light

The window room

A window seat over a quiet street, an olive tree doing its best, and dusk arriving on schedule around six.

Steam rising from a cup of tea beside a folded wool throw in lamplight
The kettle is not a metaphor. Tea happens.
A hardback book laid face-down on a linen armchair under a warm reading lamp
Somebody always leaves a book face-down. It’s allowed.

That’s the therapist. The fit is the part we test together.

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