We have a Minister for Women and Equalities in Harriet Harman, image and a Secretary of State for Children, Schools and Families in Ed Balls.

That covers a few chunks of our society, but there seems to be no dedicated role which cares for one of our most vulnerable groups – the elderly.

While we fret about our youngsters eating five portions of fruit and veg a day and tucking into healthy school dinners, does anyone care if our pensioners are eating enough nourishing food? Although many of them live longer and healthier lives today and may be financially secure, others may be alone, living in poverty, or suffering from dementia.

According to The Centre for Economic Research, the proportion of 65-year-olds in the UK population today is 15%, compared to 11% in 1951, and 5% in 1911. In addition, many more now survive into their 80s and 90s.

I believe there are several things which can be done to make their lives so much easier, like ensuring the goods they buy are easy to remove from its packaging, which is what started me thinking about this, it was a trivial incident. Today I bought a rechargeable torch to prepare myself for power cuts which inevitably occur when there are storms in our village. We had one early this morning, and there could well be more.

Just unpacking the torch was a momentous task. It was moulded in thick, tightly fitting plastic which required a very firm grip to cut with scissors, I doubt if an arthritic hand would have had the strength. The instructions were written in about 10 languages, but in an impossibly tiny print and I could barely read the text through a magnifying glass. Again, I doubt if any pensioners could have read it. How on earth would a pensioner cope, I asked myself.

A Minister who catered for the needs of our pensioners could ensure that companies produced user friendly products for our saga citizens, as well as bringing back tea dances and encouraging them to sing in choirs. Perhaps Ed Balls could suggest that local schools invite their senior citizens into school one day a week to have dinner with pupils, to break up the monotony of their day, to reintroduce some joy into their lives.

As the older generation is an integral part of the family, which is included in Ed Ball’s job title – perhaps they come under his umbrella too. Heaven help them if this is the case, though I think not.

Just remember, one day, we will be golden oldies too….