He is eating something, he is eating Marmite. He is stuffing it into his face. Wait till he mother gets home, she might give him a good clout. He has his eyes closed. He is not sure if he is on a boat or not. He is in a kitchen. I would love to see the mother washing him. You can hear the dog barking and hear him licking his fingers. It looks like a box of something that she has put away. He is going to be in trouble. He has his eyes rolled right up. Too much fighting and changing. He has never been anything else but trouble. That is a good hat in the box. The boy's name is Joe and the dogs name is Joe. He is eating and he is looking to see if Mum is coming. He has to get away from Mum. He is going to drop the other one and run like hell. He is going down to Rookwood and there are plenty of trees there. Look at the eyes on him, he is rolling his eyes, saying "how am I going to get out of this?" How would he answer? He has a hole in his trousers. The dog wants a bit. On both knees there are spots and his pants are not in control. I would like to know what the glass is. He is looking up at a picture, there are flowers hanging there. They boy and the dog are very anxious to put their whole noses into the pot. There is slow soup in the pot, it is cold weather. The kid is having a good old feed. He will get into trouble when his mother comes. The dog wants some, he has a glass or dish, there is plenty of room in the dish. I had better let that dog out of the room as there is something there. There is a slipper there.
This story was created by Roma, Marlene, Brenda, Joseph and Valerie at Carinya Dementia Unit 23 May 2013.