The Winter Olympics. Not because I am a huge wintersport fan but because it is giving my uncle afflicted by dementia so much pleasure. His short term memory is completely shot but the runs are so quick he can cope. It has been a while since I have seen him so animated, engaged and closer to his old self.
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“But Finrod walks with Finarfin his father beneath the trees in Eldamar.”
Christopher Tolkien, Requiescat in pace
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