dementia

“NY-NY-NY-ny-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-ny-ny-ny-ny-ny.” “Hi Mum,” I say. I lean over, kiss her forehead and pull up a chair. She’s in a dark-blue nightie and is lying on her side, legs drawn up beneath her like a dying bird, arms held out in front of her, bent at the elbows across her scrawny chest. She pulls at a thread […]