Improvement
Lord knows how Ken and Doris's gravestone got to be the filthiest in that part of the churchyard but it was. It had become like something out of a horror film. And isn't it funny how I recently reviewed a book that was wholly concerned with fungi. Ken and Doris have no surviving relatives apart from their niece Josephine who lives in Lower Hutt near Wellington in New Zealand. They never had any children of their own and perhaps that is why they were always delighted to see our kids when they were little. Looking back, I am very proud of the support that I gave to Ken and Doris as they reached the ends of their lives. It was one of the best things that I ever did in my entire life. How they would have navigated those final years without me - and to some extent Shirley too - remains a mystery I shudder to consider. We were there for them when they needed help. That help included shopping for them, taking them for rides in the countryside that they loved with real passion, ...