Armistice Day

The final curtain

96 years ago today, in 1915 my mother entered this world. Statistics show that she should have departed it before now. To be honest she would rather have gone before now than endure an undignified existence where she can’t control her waterworks, and where she relies on carers to wipe her bottom.Regrettably (perhaps), left to our body’sContinue reading “The final curtain”