#2,788

Rewind five years, to 2013, when it seemed like a topping wheeze to be an 'extra' in a television movie directed by an acquaintance. It would be far from onerous, spending the day being pushed around in a wheelchair, looking  feeble.

Of course it was fun, with Jessi togged up as the 'carer' of the obstreperous old man in question.

Now half a decade later I have an appreciation of what it means to of be dependent. Medics at various health facilities have spent months trying to decide whether my afflictions are merely those of an ageing gentleman but they appear to have concluded that I should not be living alone by any means.

And so it comes to pass that for the foreseeable future I shall be resident in a retirement home. This sounds direr than it is; the biggest hassle until now has been the weakness of internet connectivity. Here at the Vincentinum, (established in 1857 as the first institution of its kind in Munich) I may be the only resident of approximately three hundred for whom happiness can be defined as an activated Wlan dongle. I'm immensely grateful to the web-savvy duo of Jessi and Tino for making this possible.