In 1956, I received a party invitation from Agnes, a girl who lived two doors down from us. I was eight years of age. Our street in the city of Salford was designated a slum area, and despite a procla

Widowed at just 26, Olivia felt desperately alone. Then she found someone who understood…

I’D just started work as a nurse and it was my first time living on my own. I managed to rent a tiny flat in Finchley. It came with a window box, a stray cat that hung around mewing for food, plus a n

WHEN Kate had decided, at the age of fifty-five, to reduce her working hours and go part-time at her job, she had imagined filling her extra days off with all kinds of exciting adventures. Instead, sh

Kate Darby is creating special events for people with dementia

Brian had worked on the Kingston Lacy Estate for fifteen years. When he’d first got the job, he’d expected to stay a few months, a year at the outside. But he’d grown comfortable with the peaceful sur