My aunt, in her 90s and beyond, loved to hear and join in poems and songs from when she was young. She would look alert and comment on them. This distracted her from asking what relatives died from and sadly telling me that all her friends were dead.
Family photos, both old and new, got her smiling and chatting and prompting her to recall incidents involving the people pictured.
Feeling uneasy with tradespeople in the house.
Another week, another Tory MP sex scandal!
I laughed today and it felt good.