FOUR IN A BED

It's taken a while to realise why our house likes watching "Four In A Bed". Four In a Bed is a British TV series about a very British thing called Bed N' Breakfast. At least I thought it was very British until I heard about an internet success called something like "Air B and B" (hope I spelled...

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FOSTERING THEORY

I've got two theories of my own, I've never seen them written down in a magazine or a book, I've never even heard anybody mention them, I don't know why - they seem obvious to me. More to the point they are (I think) important, and definitely useful, if they are correct. One of the theories is about...

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GOING HOME

We're in that limbo state where one of our foster children is going home and nobody is quite sure how to play things. Romeo, who's been with us nearly a year - blimey, time flies - is returning to his birth mother and things are speeding up because Christmas is always an issue, not just because...

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FOSTERING AND FAMILY DECISIONS

The kitchen belongs to me. Not very politically correct I know, and I would love to afford a housekeeper but that ain't going to happen anytime soon so in the meantime the kitchen is mine. I got precious yesterday when I discovered  someone had thrown away a J cloth and started a new one before I decided it had reached its sell-by date. I mention this because I was reminded by the J cloth...

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WHITE OR BROWN?

Fostering takes it out of you, no bones about it. Yesterday I was making one of mine their school lunchbox. The Holy Grail of the lunchbox is one which comes home empty. Never happens, not with this particular child. Took me ages to work out why; it's because he was starved at home, used to raid the kitchen bin and hide scraps in his bedroom,  so for security needs to keep some food available...

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WHAT THEY CALL 'THE WAY FORWARD'

We haven't got a conservatory, but I have a liking for rain on the roof when it's dark outside. So some wet evenings I take a glass of wine and sit in the car on the drive with the radio on. I'm "chilling". We used to simply "put our feet up". Then we "took time out". Now we "chillax". So here I am, rain pattering on the car's tin roof, laptop propped on knees, glass of Sainsbury's red precarious...

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