Tony Grist (poliphilo) wrote,
Tony Grist
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Saturday Morning Blues

The carers have arrived and are bustling around.

My Mother (imperiously) : What's happening?

Me: You're getting up.

My Mother: Well, nobody has told me which way to go so I can't.
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