Beside the seaside

This week saw me taking myself off to Eastbourne for a few days. I booked into my favourite hotel on the seafront. I just fancied a change of scene from rainy London and to be fair, I swapped it for the very sunny seaside town on the South coast. I know Eastbourne like the back of my hand, as my parents moved there, once they retired, and I used to visit regularly. When my father died, I used to travel down there at least once a month to spend a week with my mother, doing a big shop for her, taking her to appointments, doing her garden or whatever else needed doing. So it's like a second home to me.  On the drive down this week,  I called in to see Nellie.  Now 97,  she and her husband were neighbours of my parents about 35 years ago and stayed firm friends even when each couple moved on to different locations. Sadly her husband died 2 years ago and Nellie has somewhat declined since. She has no children or other relatives and her current neighbour has been caring f

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