My wife and I had a function to attend, which would mean that my father, who lived with us, would have to be left on his own. Hearing of our plight, our young lady neighbour, Alice, suggested that she looked after him, while we were out. It was only going to be for about two hours. Sure enough, we were back home, teo hours and ten minutes later. I took Alice to the side and asked her how things went, seeing that this was the first time we had left father alone. Alice explained that they, father and she, had watched television most of the time. Father had only needed attention on two occasions. The first occasion was when father was leaning, way over to the right and Alice explained that she feared father would fall over. So she rushed over with a cushion and propped him up straight again. Not long after that, he began to lean the opposite way. So, she explained how she pushed another cushion to straighted father up again. I said thanks for her efforts and gave her 50 for her time. Later when I was speaking to father, I asked him how he got on with our young neighbour Alice. He grumbled, "I don't like her. She wouldn't let me fart."