While Arthur spent his working life in finance, as he neared the end of his career he decided that his creative pursuits would play a bigger role in the next phase of his life so he started to play piano at aged care homes, which he did for 19 ½ years.
After Arthur lost his wife and started looking into aged care options himself the presence of a piano was of prime importance.
“Before I signed on the dotted line I asked if there was a piano here. They showed me the piano and it was as old as the hills and the keys were all discoloured and I said ‘this piano is no good, we need another one’. Within a fortnight I had permission to go out and find a new piano. So I went out and I’ve got a lovely piano there now,” says Arthur.
“I play the piano at least three times a week, that includes what I call a hymn-a-long on a Sunday.”
The piano wasn’t the only deciding factor for Arthur when he was looking for his new home.
“I couldn’t find somewhere that grabbed me at all. Then in one of the newspapers or magazines I saw Seasons’ name there and it answered my needs so I said ‘I’d like to go look at Seasons’. So, my family brought me here and I immediately felt at home.
“I saw people walking around, I’d talk to them and they were happy and smiling. The atmosphere was a friendly atmosphere. It was all a one storey place, where I wouldn’t feel locked up in a unit somewhere up in the sky.”
It didn’t take long for Arthur to make up his mind. After lunch that same day, he put down a deposit.
“When you find something, you don’t look for something better all the time. When you’ve got something, you grab it! And I grabbed this and I’ve been happy here ever since. Not only happy but active.”
Arthur says that it’s his love of writing that’s helping to keep him so active. He’s written volumes of poems in the over three years he’s been living at Seasons, including one called Seasons of our Lives.
“I write lots of poetry and books and my mind is active all the time. I don’t feel satisfied just to feel happy in myself, I want to make other people happy and I believe I do.”
Now 96, Arthur isn’t showing any signs of slowing down anytime soon and now has his eye on his century.
“I wrote a poem called The Cricketer for my 95th birthday, depicting myself as an opening batsman at the test match. I batted through while the wickets fell around me. I’m 96 at the moment, only four runs to go before I reach my century.
“I came here to live, not to die. Although undoubtedly one day I will die here, it feels like a long way off.”