Peppercorns, frozen peas and other frustrations
One of the saddest things about everyday life with Miss A is watching her polluting My Loved One’s mind. “I’m getting very...
One of the saddest things about everyday life with Miss A is watching her polluting My Loved One’s mind. “I’m getting very...
When My Loved One first started to lose things Big Time – keys, credit cards, phone, rail card, wet wipes, pens and...
We’ve been discharged by our consultant. No, that isn’t the royal we. The three of us – My Loved One, Ms Alzheimer’s...
Loosely, but not aggressively, themed for Remembrance Day this concert gave us the works of one composer whose pacificism drove him across the Atlantic,...
Iain Burnside is a commensurate communicator. Witness his often quirky, but always fascinating, programmes on Radio 3 over the years and his...
Wrath. Anger. Fury. Temper. I do them all every day. Expertly. And it’s all very well St Paul, a single gent who...
We’re old fashioned, my Loved One and I. Most days start with a sit down breakfast during which we don’t talk much....
Alzheimer’s is an unpredictable business. Last Friday I left the house at noon to interview an author in North London. Then I...