BTM, sorry to hear about your Mum. My lovely uncle had vascular dementia. When he did the memory test, they asked him to write two sentences about anything. He asked if he could write them in his mother tongue, as his written English wasn't great, and my cousin could translate. DCousin said that when he gave her the paper, he had just written out a shopping list. She lied for him and said that he had written that he wanted sausages, potatoes and sauerkraut for dinner that evening and in his other sentence, he had said that he had lived in London for most of the time since he had left his home country, but still went back for holidays. He nodded, smiled and said "Yes, that's right!" Z said that she couldn't face saying what he had actually written and that he would only have argued the toss anyway. My Mum was very good with him, surprisingly, kept talking to him about the old days, the family, holidays etc, and he was fine with this, and like his normal self. It was only when it came to things like him keep asking when he was going to have dinner, when we had just eaten, that you realised something was wrong. His wife protected him for a long time, and then she died, and it was only then that everyone realised quite how bad he was.
Getting older really is shit, isn't it.
DD1 went off to Turkey and appears to have left one sandal behind. 
It took her all day to pack - she is like her father. DD2 and I will throw everything into a case in about five minutes.
Granny Doom is coming to us for Easter. She doesn't understand the concept of rail replacement buses and is going to speak to the woman at the station tomorrow. She has two alternatives: bus to Slough, another bus to Hayes and Harlington and then train to Paddington, followed by tube and then bus or walk. Or she can get the bus to Reading and then train to Waterloo, and five minutes on the bus from there. She kept saying "But the bus doesn't run from the station" and "But how do I get to Paddington?" I got a bit terse, and told her to tell the woman at the station to book her to Waterloo via Reading and not to go anywhere near Paddington.