MAUREEN’S MOMENT: Colin Nichol

My next-door neighbour alerted me first although the others who made up the small community in our quiet cul-de-sac were already a noisy gathering close by. “Maureen has fallen and can’t get up and she’s locked herself in.” That didn’t make sense, surely she locked herself in and then fell, but it was no time for pedanticism; I had been called on to “come to the rescue”. Why me? Well, those who had gathered were elderly and mostly women and I was younger and had a reputation as a local Mr Fixit. There she was, still cheerful and joking about … Continue reading MAUREEN’S MOMENT: Colin Nichol