We had a formal 6 week review at Sparrows on Friday with our man from the SS and the representative from the home. We were given a written report which covered all aspects of dad's care. It seems he is coping very well and is less incontinent because of the structure of the care, and, though he wanders a bit at night and goes into other people's rooms for a sit down he is very settled. We relayed the story about when he was in Brighton General on one of the many times he went missing. The staff searched the entire hospital before going back to his ward to see if he had turned up. He had, but he was fast asleep in someone else's bed alongside another elderly gentleman, fortunately.

The home are arranging for some more glasses to be made and we have asked for some check-up on his hearing. The District Nurse will see to that. Sparrows is not far from the sea, so we can realistically take him for a walk when the weather improves. Went to see Girl with the Tattoo (sub-titled) last week, Carousel and today will go and see Alison in Wonderland with Jonny Depp that is if M can be dragged away from his project which is nearing completion now.

see: www.corvairdunebuggy.com On that note we might get an invitation to take it to Goodwood for the classic cars show in September. I will dress up as Faye Dunaway and have already bought the Scarf! Finally, on a sad note one of my followers on this site, a very dear friend, died last week. She was in her fifties and was given one of those horrendous 6 weeks to live diagnosis' out of the blue. She made it for a few weeks longer but succumbed to the cruelty of cancer in the end. She came to stay with us in France and we have some lovely memories, particularly of sitting in the Tabac for a meal when the England v France rugby was on. We were the only Anglaise there and the waiter told us to keep a low profile, especially if we won!

Which we did. All the French sang the Marsellaise so we sang the British Anthem as loud as we could when it was our turn. They were gutted when we won. If they had won they would have been driving round the town all hooting their tooters. We all shook hands and left with the entente cordial preserved.

No glasses at all now!

we trooped down to Sparrows with needle and thread to sew yet more labels on clothes. He was fast asleep in the very smelly communal room so we suggested that we go and sit in the Quiet Room used for visitors. He didn't want to do that so we went up anyway, there wa s no way that I was going to sit in the communal room. Once again there were lots of staff on duty and eventually one of them persuaded dad to come and sit with us. The conversation was sporadic:

"Have you made any friends, dad."

"No"

"What is the name of the chatty lady"

"I don't know"

It all continued in that vein and everything we said he didn't hear properly so I think we must look into getting some ear wax drops . He did tell us that he had been up to the eye hospital with a woman to get his eyes checked!! Perhaps that is why he is, once again, wearing someone else's glasses. I walked into the communal room and inspected everyone's glasses to see if they had dad's. None. In the end we left him wearing the 'stolen' ones because he looked good in them!! I am taking my aunt and uncle down to Sparrows to visit on Wednesday, I hope he is up and properly dressed. I might ring up first to check.

Dead! I didn't know that

I told dad that I would put some flowers on mum's grave for mothering Sunday. He looked confused and then we heard the comment "Dead! I didn't know that".

When we were all living in the same house I was a constant reminder of mum because, apparently, I look so much like her. Most of the time he called me by her name.

Gang of Three

Dad looks more than comfortable in his care home. He has someone else's cardi on, no glasses in evidence, but he has been adopted by two other people - a very chatty lady and another man. They are more animated than some of the others and are becoming an item. We asked if they were being troublesome. "Oh no, it's lovely, but they lead each other on" We went up into the little private sitting room and had tea with him. He asked "Are you hiring this place". We knew what he meant but he couldn't get the right words, so we just said yes. "Doesn't that make it difficult in the kitchen". Bless.

We had a few laughs which was great and he is a good colour and very chirpy. I popped along to his bedroom and there were a few cards for him which is lovely. It all looked nice and clean. There are a lot of staff on duty and no one is left to wander aimlessly. No-one would wish to be in this situation but dad seems really happy which is wonderful for him and us.

M. returned from the States avoiding tornados, he looks knackered but cheerful.

He is to become head of ........automotive which is a worldwide position and could herald another big change in our lives. With dad settled we can concentrate on getting back to our world wherever it is. I so miss my own furniture and books and pictures and I can't live like this for much longer.

Glasses are with their rightful owners. Clothes are where they belong but largely missing name tapes. We have ordered another lot. Lots of pictures on the walls and people have sent dad cards so, hopefully, all is right with his world. I feel much calmer if a trifle bored!! We will visit dad this weekend before M. goes to the States. Went to the garden centre and bought some spring flowers in readiness for Spring but it's not here yet, it's bloody freezing. It is 17 degrees in St. Remy.