Lesley Lees

From Worcestershire

I remember only too well from my husband Steve’s nursing home days, how an amazing transformation took place in those with dementia when I played the piano. One eighty year old lady with white hair actually spoke and said “What a lovely piece of music.” Normally, we could not understand what she said at all. Then she was back again to her old unintelligible muttering.  She was visited every day by Poppa, her devoted husband. She, to my knowledge, never uttered anything intelligible. The nursing home was in Bromsgrove, near Birmingham.