30 MARCH 1991, Page 34

In There Every now and then one of them Doesn't

come down to claim Her usual chair.

It's all dealt with quietly And Matron is smiling. The rest of them try and think Who it was that sat there yesterday.

You don't ask questions here For nobody is listening, but Old Millie yells from her zimmer frame `Come in number six, your time Is up.'

And then, like a child in tears, `I wish it was me.'

Brian Waltham