She lives down the road from me. She moved to be closer about a year ago. I see her 2-3 times a week. I cook her Sunday lunch most Sundays and take her out. She lives in a very nice sheltered flat with a communal social room, the park and shops nearby and sees people every day. She does U3A classes. She sees my sister about once a week. But still I hear her telling people she's so bored. I am doing EVERYTHING I can for her (often to my own detriment) and hearing her moaning is very difficult. At this point I think it's a case of 'boring is as boring does' and I think it's up to her. But I feel the guilt. Always the guilt....