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.