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When my father said he wanted to go home and I realised that he meant the house where he had grown up rather than the one he lived in, I used to ask him to tell me about his "home" and who lived there and what he liked about it. After about 10 mins of doing that he was happy again. Add a cup of tea and a biscuit and calm was restored.
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