|Princess Alexandra in Hong Kong|
I was deeply impressed.
I came across this letter just a couple of days ago. I had sent it to my aunt, the gist of it being that Princess Alexandra had been out on a visit, we'd seen her quite often, but that she wasn't quite as nice as my aunt! (I think I must have been talking about inner beauty.)
This is a photograph of my dearly loved, late uncle John and my aunt. It was taken about 40 years ago. Since John died we have spent a lot of time trying to help Nicki settle into her changed life. She is not an easy woman. She becomes more difficult as time goes by.
This photograph is my uncle with his older brother, Danny. Shortly afterwards Danny was killed, at Dunkirk.
While we were visiting Nicki today George remarked on what a handsome pair of young men John and Danny were. She seized the photograph and told us that it was of her and Danny, she'd paid for the photograph, did we know that? We were a bit surprised at her vehemence, but let her carry on.
We made some tea, had a chat about this and that, then the subject of the photograph came up again. This time she knew that it was John and Danny and that John had paid for the photograph.
Before we left it had reverted to being her and Danny.
Sometimes she is very vague, sometimes very irritating. Today she was scary. It was as though she had become John (in her mind).
Were we wrong to just let her get on with it, or should we have corrected her? I don't know.
How can there be such a quick flip between the two states of mind?