Just before my uncle died back in 1980, he pointed over to one of his neighbours three beds away in Lifford hospital and told us in a hoarse whisper that the man’s relatives had discovered £30,000 in cash stuffed in nooks and crannies all over the house after he’d been taken into care. One of the nastiest corrollories of this bank robbery is the situation it has put such pensioners in.
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