Today was another ‘first’ for me. It was my first encounter with CQC and as I sit here on the usual bus ride home, I can’t help feeling that I didn’t do too bad at all. I was at Sunshine Retirement Home again; my first visit since Christmas Eve when we put on the epic pantomime. When I arrived in the morning, the staff were raving about it still and had decided, much to the disapproval of the Manager, that the residents had had such a good time that they would like to continue with the choir through the year. They had planned the first practice for that afternoon and I promised I would pop my head in to see how they were doing. I’d not long got back from my break when Mrs G’s daughter rushed up to me and started telling me about how the pantomime had given her Mum a new lease of life and she had decided she would like to get up that afternoon! I won’t lie, my jaw hit the floor, I was in shock. Mrs G hadn’t been out of bed for months despite us all trying to encourage her. S...