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…Those actors from Rose Lodge….

There was a retired professional actor in the audience at the theatre shows this weekend. After the show the approached the organiser Maslen George. “I am organising a little theatre tour and I wonder if those actors from Rose Lodge would like to join me on the tour”.
Comments like these invite us to see our residents in a different light. We are so used to ‘caring for’ our residents that we have to remind ourselves sometimes of the wonderful talents that they have. I certainly would be terrified of going on stage, and watching them do this so confidently was an incredible experience.
What a perfect show
Well the theatre show at the Blackmore Theatre was a roaring succcess. A number of residents attended the performances on Saturday and Sunday, and two of our residents were on the stage delighting the audience on both days. It turns out that ‘being on stage’ is a bit like other experts skills such as singing, gardening, polishing shoes etc, in that people can retain those expert skills well into their dementia. Both our residents looked like fish in the water and were obviously enjoying themselves tremendously. Just look at these pictures!
Why am I here ?
G is sitting on the terrace after lunch, enjoying this fine September day. He calls me over.
“Where am I ? “You’re at Rose Lodge”
“What’s that ?” “It’s a place where we look after people who are forgteful”
“And how long have I been here ?” “Oh about a month” G looks puzzled
“I didn’t know” “Yes you forgot – that’s why you are here – do you recognise me ?”
“Never seen you before” “I have known you for a month now – I think you forget”. He nods
“I bet you remember what happened a long time ago” “Yes I do”
“Can you remember what you had for lunch today ?” “No idea – very strange”
“I know it must be quite confusing – you wake up every day not knowing where you are“ “Yes very strange”
“So that is why you are here – because you forget” He nods and smiles. “OK”
Polished mahogany!
Chatting with F this afternoon, he mentioned he was confused by all the people in the room.
“You have trouble recognising their faces” ?
“Yes it is hard”
“You seem to recognise me “
He smiles.
“Polished mahogany” he says with a big smile (Too much allotment gardening has given me a good tan!)









