Here comes the sun
Doo doo doo doo
Here comes the sun.
I say, it's all right
Da da-da da da...
It's not the first time she's come downstairs without her watch, but it is the first time she's rubbed her wrist, vaguely aware things weren't as they should be, and asked, "Can you tell me what I'm missing?"
Earlier she'd had me explain an article on the front page of her Telegraph in which some ennobled fool was explaining that old people can stave off dementia by taking more exercise and doing crossword puzzles.She thought it was funny. I thought it was funny too, but with a dash of the bitters- because it hasn't worked for her.
She still does crosswords, by the way; she's even quite good at it. And then she forgets that she's done them.