GOLDEN OLDIES
Settling into his new bed, our new dog Paddy was as quiet as a mouse. It was November last year, and my mum Marjorie, then 99, had just rehomed the Patterdale Terrier from a local shelter.
‘Shall we put Corrie on?’ Mum asked, settling down with a cuppa.
She’d watched the show since it began back in 1960, never missed an episode.
Just then, as
