{"id":115,"date":"2026-06-07T10:52:14","date_gmt":"2026-06-07T10:52:14","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/rememberingjoetormey.com\/?post_type=story&#038;p=115"},"modified":"2026-06-07T10:52:14","modified_gmt":"2026-06-07T10:52:14","slug":"radiator-cuddle","status":"publish","type":"story","link":"https:\/\/rememberingjoetormey.com\/?story=radiator-cuddle","title":{"rendered":"Radiator cuddle"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Not long before Joe went into care, we turned up at the house to find Joe wearing layer upon layer of clothing, even though the house was warm. I went to stand by the radiator to warm myself up, and he joined me in a sort of cuddle. He looked over at Jean and Cliodhna, then back at me, shrugged his shoulders, and whispered, \u201cWomen, eh?\u201d followed by a wink.<\/p>\n<p>We stood there for another five minutes, saying nothing, just sharing the cuddle. Then, as we were saying goodbye, he whispered again, \u201cWomen, eh?\u201d It was the last conversation I remember having with him, and it still makes me laugh every time.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Not long before Joe went into care, we turned up at the house to find Joe wearing layer upon layer of clothing, even though the house was warm.&hellip;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":0,"featured_media":0,"template":"","meta":{"_submitter_name":"Jack"},"class_list":["post-115","story","type-story","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/rememberingjoetormey.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/story\/115","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/rememberingjoetormey.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/story"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/rememberingjoetormey.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/story"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/rememberingjoetormey.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=115"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}