Chris and Grandma
My Grandma lived with my Mum and Dad for six months before she went into care. Amongst the haze of my Grandma’s deteriorating dementia, there were moments of beautiful brightness. We would sit out the backyard consuming tea and ice cream en masse, singing Gilbert and Sullivan numbers with Grandma regaling us with very, very familiar tales from her childhood. “I could ride a horse, I'd leap over fences without a saddle, stand on their backs, swing around their necks, hang on to their whiskers and stare them in the eyes”