When I sang old tunes, such as "What a Wonderful World," Herb would calm down and smile. At the end of each song he clapped loudly, even though I told him he didn't have to do that. Through music we were able to make a meaningful connection. I thought this was a small miracle, but what followed was even more unexpected.
Sometimes life deals you lemons and you have no choice but to suck them up. Sometimes you are given a whole box full of lemons. And sometimes DHL arrives in an articulated lorry with a 2-year supply of lemons and a note to say they'll be back with another delivery at some point in the future (date tbc).
It's that time of year again. We've overindulged and now feel slightly guilty about it. Well I do anyway. So our thoughts turn to healthy eating - something we're constantly told is good for us and can help lower our risk of a whole range of diseases. Is it true? Can what we eat affect our chances of developing dementia?