Aveline, a grandmother’s 2nd husband, in his early 90s, was like this. He’d always been a cheerful, jolly old chap, but on the last occasion my mother visited him, he said, ‘I’m tired,’ and wasn’t his usual self.
He died not long afterwards, not of anything particular.
Just got congratulated for being able to use my debit card!
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