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Today was shopping day for my parents. Mum was talking more rubbish than usual and Dad was slightly distant.
After shopping and lunch at the local driving range I had to take Dad to be assessed to see if he was entitled to a disabled parking pass. I had a bit of a laugh whilst waiting to go in......Dad looked at his glasses and decided that they needed cleaning. I handed him a cloth and he picked up his walking stick, turned it upside down and breathed on it before going to clean it. I pointed out that it was his walking stick - not his glasses and he acknowlaged that.....then breathed on the rubber stopper again. I had to clean his glasses but it did make me smile (cruel, I know).
His assessment consisted of asking his age, confirming he had Parkinsons and was on medication..............the pass is in the post!!!!!!




And the relevance of the picture?........none. I was just looking at the front of the house thinking the rosemary and honeysuckle needed trimming and blipped it