I am on my way to what I still think of as my home – my parents’ house in North Yorkshire where I grew up.  My mum is just starting to receive end of life care. I don’t know how much time she has left.  She isn’t ill, her body is simply in decline from old age.  My Dad is distraught.  They have been married for 69 years. There’s not much I can do, but they are together in their home.