Nicci Gerrard: On my father’s dementia and the joy of dancing
He was old and bashed about by time and sickness, words were failing him, yet his body remembered how to move to music.
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New Thinking.
He was old and bashed about by time and sickness, words were failing him, yet his body remembered how to move to music.
By Nicci GerrardFrom the archive: Nicci Gerrard on Maya Angelou's second volume of autobiography, Gather Together in My Name, first published…
By Nicci Gerrard