On my daily walks to fend off early retirement and bad-habit generated obesity, I pass three old people homes and on each occasion shudder at the prospect of having to become an inmate. It doesn't necessarily follow that the sins of forebears will be revisited by the next generation, and given the words in their manifesto concerning my future wellbeing, I'd be prepared to give the Tories another run. But I fear you're probably right on Defence.