Ramblings of a retiree in France
My beloved and I have an unspoken rule. He rarely rings me when he’s away and I much prefer it that way. Were he to arrange to call me every evening, I would only worry when – not if – he forgot. So, no… Continue Reading “No calls”
I’m back from an uber depressing visit to see my folks. At the start of this year I rather thought this might well be my mum’s last. While Alzheimer’s doesn’t kill you, the effects weaken the system to such an extent that you just… Continue Reading “Fading away”