I hadn`t been for a week and when I arrived, for the first time, Dhiren appeared to have noticed, asking why no one came to see him.
I told him I hadn`t been well and he accepted I had been right to stay at home.
We exchanged our usual pleasantries. I`d taken a mango, which he enjoyed, and some Jaffa Cakes.
He has always been a political animal and just to see what was left I told him about events in Libya. His face showed pleasure when I said Gaddafi was in trouble but he was unable to take the discussion further.
He was shocked about the Australian earthquake but the shock lasted seconds, then was forgotten.
We talked about the weather, how cold and rainy it was. He was glad he didn`t have to go out.
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He told me not to shout. I had spoken to one of the residents who is very deaf.
He asked what was for tea.
S `You can have anything you fancy. Meat, fish, chicken , eggs. What would you like?`
D `I`m asking about you when you go home, not me. I`m staying here. It`s nice and peaceful.`
I was very tired. He told me to go and have a lie down and so I left.