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20 Apr 2012 by Meg Pinfield

Ivan’s joy at coming home after 5 weeks respite was marred when he discovered his bed had been brought downstairs to the living room. “I feel as if I have been written off!” I explained that, on the contrary, every effort had been made to enable him to continue living independently. Fortunately, he realises that the new arrangement has made his life much simpler, given his slowness and stiffness. Using the stair lift had become dangerously awkward.

The Insidious Intruder

16 Apr 2012 by Chris Boughton

Three years ago, in late March, I was in Paris with six members of my Parkinson’s disease (PD) patients forum for three days of sightseeing, PD support and friendship (I should confess that I was the token male and the other six were all females). All bar one of us had met before and most of us have met on more than one occasion since.

Music, Music, Music

05 Apr 2012 by Briony Cooke

Music has always been important to me and I started recorder lessons at the age of eight with mother Mary Magdalene, a nun at my convent school. I then moved on to the violin and scraped my way through several exams and made it to the back row of the second fiddles in the local youth orchestra. However, my real passion was always singing. I enjoyed singing in the school choir, but the lack of boys was a distinct disadvantage and at the age of 15 I had to suffer the indignity of being the leading boy in Gilbert and Sullivan’s Trial by Jury.

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