Oh my God, what is he carrying. Is he carrying eggs? Are they potatoes? Val said they are pretty big ones, he has a pile of them and he may have a shop and take them down to the shop. He needs to get that cigarette out of his mouth, he is smoking. You don’t want all of that while you are carrying cigarettes. He is young and his name is Michael, he is pretty young. He grows potatoes for a living. He is going to put them in the shop. He has sold all the others and is putting some in the shop. They are big potatoes - people are coming and going. He has a family and he is smoking. He is all right. There are potatoes and that looks like a kids foot. You hear the sound of walking and a crunching sound. He drops the potatoes. He can pick them up and peel them. He feels cranky with himself.
This story was created by Mabel, Monica, Therese, Val and Brenda at Carinya Dementia Unit on 20 March 2014.