Diary entry (S.C.)
r e d c e 2 April 2019 THE WEEKLY VISIT: Took today's Telegraph , The Rings of Saturn (for the Edward Fitzgerald piece), a book of verse, an obituary from The Times , and a pair of trousers from the charity shop. We are trying to institute a new regime of a clean pair every week - we can take the old ones home to wash. The care home seems to distribute the washing on a random basis. Sometimes the trousers he is wearing end way above the ankles. It's not a happy arrangement. At the care home you walk along two corridors lined with mostly open doors and as you pass by you see bits of the occupants within, as they doze or watch their televisions. As I turn the corner there's always been an old boy in a woolly hat lying on his bed with his mouth wide open and clearly not long for this world. Today the bed was empty. They take the bodies out by the back way and down the ramp outside Barp's room. He is not supposed to see the procedure but they didn't draw his curta