Month: October 2016

It’s a week for madness.

Those of you familiar with Winston Churchill may also be familiar with the term Black Dog.  Well, it’s hanging over me and I’m fighting it.  I’m keeping busy and have spent the weekend in the garden, picking the apples off the tree, peeling, boiling and freezing them. Anyone who fancies a crumble give us a shout.  I’ve spent most weekends since my August holiday working on the outside and today I finally re-seeded the lawn.


As you can see, it’s a work in progress.

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Open your hearts


An early end to the working week, but sadly my finishing at midday was to attend the funeral of one of Penny’s friends. I make that 8 funerals in the last 10 months, five of them clients I’ve known and worked with as well as Terry and Julie’s and now Debs. We found out about Debs passing whilst we were in Scotland last month.

By fate the date of Debs funeral came the day after the bye-election caused by the death of Jo Cox. Debs last post on Facebook was four days before the EU referendum and she sure was angry….

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 Bob and his words


Don’t you just love it when the rich and powerful claim to be victims of injustice?  Every day another woman or two is brave enough to relive the trauma of a close encounter with Donald Trump and his only response is to call them liars and claim to be a victim.  I don’t buy it. Can you think of anything more revolting than the thought of that man’s tongue popping out of his mouth?  Continue reading ” Bob and his words”

The privelige of working with vulnerable adults


I’m 51 years old and I’ve worked in a social care setting since 1985, when I was 20.  Although I’ve worked with older people, children, people with physical disabilities and mental health issues, the bulk of my working life has been with adults with learning disabilities.  People might say I’ve given a lot of my life over to the care of others.  It’s actually more complicated than that.  Because I’ve gained so much from being in the company of others who have support needs of one type or another.  I’ve gained an understanding of how to teach and how people learn.  This was quite handy when I became a dad.  So my boys have also benefited from having a father who worked with adults with learning disabilities. 

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