Hiya babe how's you?
Good Dad thanks.
D!
Dad!
I don't know how I'm going to get to work? They've taken my licence off of me!
Well believe it or not you retired seventeen years ago.
Did I be buggered - does my pension come by post?
No Dad, it gets paid in the bank and there's plenty so no need to worry.
Come on Mum order a taxi we're going to the pub!
D!
Dad!
Here a minute. . . look over there, over the back of the fields. There's a horse a white one.
Yes I see it.
You can? Well yer mother can't
Sadly dad can't see it's the top of a motor home. We have the same conversation most days. What saddens me the most is that dad knows his mind isn't right and the best we can do is to help him feel safe by living in his world with him.
Every night dad will ask mum are we sleeping here tonight, when are we going home?
Dad will have been home 26yrs this year.
