Memories Like the Corners of My Mind

Sometimes it feels like a visit to Mr D is a haven in an otherwise stormy sea of work and today was one of those days. He opened the door to me with a feigned look of surprise, said I was too early and pretended to close the door, then reopened it and stood there grinning telling me I was a sight for sore eyes! I think that’s a compliment, I said. And of course it was. He was happy to see me and we were soon sat, relaxed and chatting. As I talked about a GoodGym cooking task he remembered a photo of his wife cooking for a Veterans event in the US and asked me to pass him up a box from under the table. There was a small stack of photos in the box and I felt very privileged as he showed me them and searched through his mind as he spoke of some cherished memories. By the end he was a little emotional and we both agreed a nice cup of tea was called for. Over the last few weeks I have become chief tea maker, but we get it ready together. Me sorting out the brew while Mr D selects another tasty treat or two. The hour and a half wizzed by and I was soon saying goodbye. I apologised as I won’t be seeing Mr D for a couple of weeks now as I’ll be away, but Mr D was happy as he said there would be lots for me to tell him about my hols and lots of photos to show him. He’s already looking forward to it.