Mam and Dad used to live at the top of a high hill. Dad has arthritis in his back, hips and knees. Each winter for the past 10 years they have been muttering about 'moving down the hill'. If the roads were not safe to drive on due to ice or snow, Dad was either stuck at home, or at the bottom of the hill. Thankfully, they have really good friends and relative with whom he could spend the night.
Finally, finally, they took the decision at the start of the year to sell the house and move down the hill to a bungalow. This did not happen without a few hiccoughs, but just over six weeks ago they moved.
Getting ready for the move has meant they have decluttered a great deal. They have been active in the garden and doing minor repairs/decorating. This has continued since their move. Dad is far more active than he has been for years. Mam now has various walks available to her, almost all on the flat. They used to have newspapers delivered daily, now she walks to the newsagent and buys them.
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