That's the thing with dementia. If you're with somebody who has a serious illness, you can usually talk to them, have a laugh every now and then - the person is still with you. With dementia, there's no conversation; there's no togetherness, no sharing.

I like to dress up every now and then.

If you want to change a country, you're going to be bumped every now and then.

A sportsman is a man who every now and then, simply has to get out and kill something.

I have this vintage Valentino clutch. Ughhh, it's so pretty! Also, I'm not a big fur person, but I'll do a vintage fur every now and then.

Can I remember exactly when I 'lost' my husband? Was it the moment when I had to start tying his shoelaces for him? Or when we stopped being able to laugh with each other? Looking back, that turning point is impossible to pinpoint. But then, that's the nature of dementia.