My old father has been bed bound in a downstairs room for m any months now. In these days of Coronavirus he can only speak to his children, step children and gerandchildren on the phone. His only human contact is with a team of masked carers who give him food and drink and do an amazing job of keeping him cheerful. And thus his 82nd birthday this weekend cannot have been his best. However…
Not only did the carers decorate his room and hand out extra booze, although I should stress none of it before 9.30 AM, but there was another gesture that warms ones heart. At noon the front door was flung open. My father could not see through it but he could hear his neighbours gathered outside their homes, practising social distancing and all singing Happy Birthday to you.
Thanks Shipston, it was a touching gesture.
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