When “help” doesn’t help
When dementia first starts to nibble, it’s tiny things such as slight slowness of speech when you’re tired or suddenly deciding that...
When dementia first starts to nibble, it’s tiny things such as slight slowness of speech when you’re tired or suddenly deciding that...
As always on the penultimate night of the world’s biggest classical music festival, the atmosphere in the Royal Albert Hall was up...
I heard the Royal Concertgebouw Orchestra on their home turf in Amsterdam in June so it was a real treat to catch...
Sometimes I feel that our marriage is over. Something else has replaced it although I can’t quite put my finger on what....
One morning last week My Loved One strode (yes, strode – not shambled, shuffled or trudged) into my office. He’d been to...
Money is becoming a problem in the household I share with My Loved One and the loathed Ms Alzheimers. Don’t squirm. This...
If something happens to me or to someone close to me, I thirst for information. When I was pregnant with my first...
It is Thomas Dausgaard’s extraordinary control over dynamics that I shall remember most about this concert. In the Schubert he had the...