On a recent visit to London where we were working on a committee at the Alzheimers Society, we stayed over one night so that we could return to the office the following day to attend to some other business, and we were also meeting our daughter who lives in Farborough. On that night we went for a walk to see some of the sights, but as we went around one corner I was confronted by a wall of people coming the other way. This was one of the most frightening this I have ever seen in the last few years, but luckily for me I had my wife and daughter with me. They grabbed me by my arms and steered me through all this mass, until it cleared. It appeared that the underground had ground to a halt so everyone had come out of one station and was walking to the next. Years ago this would never have bothered me but since the Dementia has kicked in life has taken on a new meaning.
I have often wondered how people in my condition actually live in London, or whether they get used to this sort of thing happening.
Coming from the North East I have not seen this since I went to Football matches in the 1960-1970s, but I suppose it happens all the time in London.
Best Wishes
Ken
I have often wondered how people in my condition actually live in London, or whether they get used to this sort of thing happening.
Coming from the North East I have not seen this since I went to Football matches in the 1960-1970s, but I suppose it happens all the time in London.
Best Wishes
Ken