[Margaret Pilkington]

Maybe it was a generational thing.
Where ever I took Ma...and I would park her wheelchair while I went and explored(at her insistence) before I left her I would tell her not to talk to strange men.
I could guarantee that when I returned she would be in conversation with some chap or other.
In the Isle of Wight one chap wheeled her off somewhere.
When I got back to where I had left her, she had gone.
I looked around and saw this elderly upright gentleman wheeling her back towards me.
He had taken her to a cafe and they had had a cup of tea together.