It's a sunny afternoon and everyone is drowsy.

‘Margaret, tell us about when you met Muhammad Ali.’
Amina one of the helpers prompts.
Margaret, in a wheelchair, shakes her head.
‘Come on sweetheart,’
Amina wheedles.
‘Where was it you met him?’

Margaret huffs, puffs and frowns before answering,

‘A pub in Bancroft Road.’
‘Did you like him?’
‘No I didn’t!’
‘Why not?’
‘He wouldn’t buy me a drink.’
‘When was this?’
‘Last week.’

This may be a miss-remember, it could be a joke, that doesn’t matter. The spirited way the story is told makes everyone smile, including Margaret herself.

Margaret is one of the wonderful characters living with us.