‘We kept managing. Until we couldn’t’: How to choose the right nursing home for your parent

As soon as the doors opened, we could hear the music. My two little girls ran down the corridor into the largest sitting room in the nursing home and joined in with the instructor. It was Zumba day, and everyone was enjoying a dance, smiling and following the moves with their arms in the air. I never thought I’d see the day that my dad, who used to save his dodgy moves for weddings, would...