Every six months or so, when I return to the UK to spend some time visiting my now-very-fragile mother in an elderly care home in the Midlands, I am reminded of the inevitable embarrassing indignity of deep old age.
I am reminded of the appalling ineptitude of Britain’s health services in failing to spend money where it would most usefully mitigate those indignities. I am reminded of how poorly we are dealing with the ageing challenges that are developing worldwide. And I am reminded that...
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