I have a lot of photos of my mother – despite her always hating having her photo taken – but most of them, don’t have a specific date attached to them. Continue reading “Dementia – The Moments”
Dementia – The Moments
Dementia: In Her Shoes
My youngest daughter has just seen a picture of herself from around two years ago. In the photo, she is sitting between her brother and sister and is around 18 months old and other than looking a little younger, she looks exactly like she does now. Soft blond curls framing her small, angelic face. So, I was a little stumped that she didn’t recognise herself. Continue reading “Dementia: In Her Shoes”
How To Survive a Tiger Attack
There is a proven way to survive if you should encounter a hungry tiger whilst out and about. Continue reading “How To Survive a Tiger Attack”
The Day Has Come
By my dad……..
Well the day has come! Continue reading “The Day Has Come”
A Painful Summer Production
It’s the end of the school year. Continue reading “A Painful Summer Production”
How To Fix An Emotional Wife
It must be hard being married to me. Continue reading “How To Fix An Emotional Wife”
“The time has come, the Walrus said…”
By my dad….
I read an article from the Times recently on one of Jane’s favourite bands, Fleetwood Mac. Lindsey Buckingham and Christine McVie have recently recorded a duets album together. Continue reading ““The time has come, the Walrus said…””
A Word or Two
Mabel loves to practice her rhyming words. It’s like a little switch has just turned on in her brain and she understands what it all means, so, understandably she wants to practice her newly discovered skill at every opportunity. Continue reading “A Word or Two”
Socks, Knickers and Dementia Idealism
I have just returned from another trip to the vets with our dog. Continue reading “Socks, Knickers and Dementia Idealism”
The Shower Scraper
My mum has one of those window-cleaning scraper things in the guest room shower. It is not the original one – that one appeared in the bathroom, carefully hanging on a little rubber hook that stuck to the shower door many, many years ago. Continue reading “The Shower Scraper”
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