Місяць: Серпень 2025

“Oh, my dears, listen to an old woman, for I have a tale to tell—one I scarcely believed myself

Oh, love, gather close and let me tell you a story that’s been tucked in my heart like an old, familiar tune.

Oh, my dears, listen to this old tale… They say care homes are quiet, but to me, the silence just echoes

Oh, my little ones, listen to your old gran… They say retirement homes are quiet, but to me, the silence

Oh, my dears… listen, let me tell you how it goes when life sweeps you away from your own home, leaving

Gather round, my dears, and let me tell you a tale that lives in my heart like an old, familiar song.

*Diary Entry – 12th March 2024* Oh, my dear ones… listen, let me tell you how life can sweep you

Oh, my dears, gather close, and I’ll tell you a story whispered to me here in the care home by my neighbour.

Oh, my dears, gather close and listen—I’ll tell you a tale whispered to me by the old woman in the next

Ah, my dear children, gather close, and I’ll share a tale that was told to me by an old neighbor here