Play the Warsaw Concerto!

Play the Warsaw Concerto, demanded 99yr-old Louise at Mom’s retirement home today. Ooh, says Mom – eight years younger and has always respected her elders – I used to play it, but I don’t think I could play it now. You go right back to the piano now and try! ordered Louise. Mom says she’sContinue reading “Play the Warsaw Concerto!”

Mother Mary under Lockdown

She’s reading Charles Dickens’ Great Expectations. ‘I can’t follow the plot but I’m enjoying the descriptions of the Thames, the muddy banks, the river traffic . . ‘ Apparently there’s a Miss Haversham in the book – she was let down by her to-be on the day of her wedding – she stayed in herContinue reading “Mother Mary under Lockdown”

She’s Ninety One Today; She’s Ninety One . .

‘She’s got the key of the door; Never been ninety one before . .’ The lovely ladies at Azania gave Mom a special cake and a rousing song. Maybe due to austerity measures each candle used has to represent thutty years. Also due to fire regulations, maybe? And ‘part thereof’ probably doesn’t count: you haveContinue reading “She’s Ninety One Today; She’s Ninety One . .”

The Goatitudes – 6. Duelling Banjous

As we left Mother Mary today – at the old aged home Retirement Village – he used to call them old aged homes and be very anti but now suddenly they’re OK and they’re retirement villages cos he has just made an offer on a cottage there, deciding at age 96 that it might beContinue reading “The Goatitudes – 6. Duelling Banjous”