[[A 90-year-old Royal Navy veteran is on his way back from Normandy after "going AWOL" from his care home to see the D-Day commemorations.Police were called to Bernard Jordan's nursing home in Hove, Sussex, on Thursday night when staff realised he had gone out at 10.30am and had not been seen since]]
I can see where this one is going. An undisputed hero 'escapes' from a care home and takes himself off to Normandy to pay tribute to his comrades who fell at D-Day. He makes the front page of ALL the UK papers. And now the care-home says that he didn't escape, and that he only decided he wanted to go after they'd bought him a nice new blazer. How patronising of them! Oh, and they add that he's a character, after seeing a picture of him with four lovely ladies. Even more patronising. A hero gets old, and some upstart who is probably only interested in the colour of his money treats him like he's some kind of naughty puppy who's run out of the yard.
Some years ago,we had to decide whether my mother-in-law needed to enter a private care home, or one run by the state. We chose the former because we wanted the best. The first home served breakfast one morning and I won't say what someone had put onto her plate--we took her away, and took action. The second put her into an untidy side-room because a lot of red-tape saw the first payment delayed by just one week--we were told she would be allowed in with 'the others' once the home got their cash. We took her away, and took action. The third care home had a fire while we were in France, and they called to say that they had lost her. We found her a week later, her weight down to 50 pounds and she had to have a tube inserted in her stomach. This time we took her away, and we sued. The home had to cough up and the entire staff in the wing where she had been staying, including the matron, were fired. The fourth home deducted money from the fees, with our blessing, because it was their policy, they said, to pay the expenses if a resident died while the relatives were away. Otherwise the money would be returned. She died, the funeral took place, and the home said they knew nothing about the arrangement. We sued, and found out that there was rather a large amount of money sitting in my mother-in-law's account, which they had 'overlooked'. We sued again.
There are so many problems with care homes in Britain--run by money-grabbers who probably could not care less about those under their roofs, eating pap and waiting to die so that the next customer can have their pog, and proving that the word 'care' should never be used to describe them. The time will come, I'm sure, when ALL of these places are run and controlled by the state.
As for our hero, Bernard, I salute him as a hero. The care home suggests that he asked permission to go to Normandy yesterday, and that for whatever reason, things turned out the way they did.
His comrades didn't ask permission, seventy years ago, when they went over there and died to save the likes of the patronising arsehole who was bleating in the BBC this morning.