I dont get why the story of a 96 year old woman having to sell her belongings to live out her last days on this earth should be nothing more than a joke to some people, I guess I must be getting old myself.
Come off it Kev, she doesn't
have to sell them, it's not as if she would get turfed out onto the streets if she doesn't sell.
£3k isn't going to get many months in a Wiltshire nursing home, what's she going to do if she lives until she's 100, pimp herself around the old boys in her home?
Shame on her for selling her Fathers memory for such a small amount.
Anyway you don't seem to mind having a laugh at the expense of a woman who gets seriously injured by a falling air conditioning unit, so why take the moral high ground when we have a laugh about Mrs Dean?
The One pound, seven shillings and six pence per week she received would have been quite an amount in those days, no doubt it enabled her to have a long and happy life.
Old folk who are abused in care homes or husbands and wives who are put into different homes after living together for 60 years are more deserving of sympathy than Mrs Dean, who will by now have seen someone step forward and pay her fees thus ensuring a brilliant bit of cheap publicity for their "compassionate" company.
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