Jammy Dodger

Biscuits at tea time.

Mine is a peculiar job; sometimes I have to accompany gents to the toilet. Dementia oftens means confusion and an inability to undo belts, buttons and zips. So, in I go and be as matter of fact as possible.

Well, today I helped "Ted". Afterwards he blocked my way and wanted a cuddle, as he hadn't had one from me today (he's never had one!) I managed to avoid the cuddle and he followed me out into the club and then said, in front of everyone, "Don't mention what has just happened to anyone."

Of course, everyone wanted to know what it was I wasn't to mention!

Oh we had a giggle later!