NINE FOR BREAKFAST

This is a kind of a rolling blog on a recent emergency placement of 3 sibs with us. They are gone now - which is why I have a chance to blog. I kept records of their stay, which Blue Sky RETAIN; I tweak any information which would allow then to be identified. Last time I talked about the early...

Read More

5.50AM; "WHEN ARE WE GOING HOME?"

We didn't quite get through the night. It's not unheard of for new foster children to need you during the first night. So I tend to sleep in my dressing gown and with our bedroom door half open, and with their bedroom doors open too. Sure enough I heard some stirring, voices. I checked the...

Read More

1.25AM AND ONLY ONE TOOTHBRUSH

Eldest foster child uses up the whole packet of bacon and puts a pyramid of sarnies (white bread, of course) on the kitchen table. They pile in. I ask their names. Why oh why do chaotic parents give their children glitzy handles? Emmanuel. Lotus. Ferdinand. As though kids are just a bit of...

Read More

JUST BEFORE 1.00AM...

Police car outside. That'll keep the neighbours in gossip for a fortnight... Two officers, one male one female. The male came up the garden path, checked they'd got the right address and went back to the car. They shepherded three tiny shapes up the path and in. I spoke to the children...

Read More

HALF PAST MIDNIGHT...

Phew. Been a hectic period, I've had a lot on. We've had an interesting time alright; and a moment of pure magic, one of those ones only fostering delivers. It started with a phone call in the middle of the night. I say 'The middle of the night", fact is once you're past the first flush of youth...

Read More