We took a spare pair of glasses over to dad as the respite centre still hadn't found his glasses.

As we walked into the communal sitting room dad was being taken off to change his trousers!

We sat and waited. The lightbulb lady did not look quite so immaculate but her clothes were very smart and I was quite mesmerised by her gentility. She wanted to know what day it was as her birthday was coming up (tomorrow). As we waited I pulled the spare pair of glasses out to clean them. M. said "Are you sure they're his?" I looked at them. I don't think they are his either.

They had the wrong type of lense. Oh dear.

He came in and sat down next to us but clearly he hadn't been changed into clean trousers because he smelled.