tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1663680578112260744.post8917214949334900620..comments2024-03-13T08:18:08.922+10:30Comments on Catdownunder: Why was it so quietcatdownunderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08189081688973141295noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1663680578112260744.post-9241763719041490882013-10-15T10:21:14.873+10:302013-10-15T10:21:14.873+10:30With luck Helen your mother and my father may neve...With luck Helen your mother and my father may never experience the need for that sort of accommodation. My godfather is coming over today and I know he feels the same way! There has to be a better solution.catdownunderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06959328192182156574noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1663680578112260744.post-67615728800373333062013-10-14T23:45:24.223+10:302013-10-14T23:45:24.223+10:30Few really old houses here either. Mine in San Jo...Few really old houses here either. Mine in San Jose is from 1910 and sounds like the one you describe.<br /><br />My mother dreads ending up in what she refers to as death's waiting room but, luckily, she is still going strong as yet at 97.Helen Devrieshttp://asurfeitofpalfreys.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.com