Last November I went to a local cafe with my wife. She spotted that mince pies were now available and, on his enquiry, said to the man behind the counter that she would like one warmed up and with a dollop of cream. It was one of those rare moments when she seemed almost lucid. I remembered because they are back in stock for Christmas and I had one yesterday I had a look back at my 'dementia diary' to see what we were doing in previous Novembers. Six years ago my wife kept phoning me at work with all sorts of jealous accusations. I came home one lunchtime to try to reason with her (I still tried to in those days). Our discussion that day (building upon what I had been considering for a while) led me to tell my somewhat astonished line manager that I was withdrawing my application for a promotion. I then heightened their astonishment by requesting early retirement within the following 6 months. Two big decisions in one really and, with hindsight, the best course of action in the circumstances.