Phew

There are times when you think you are enjoying yourself and there are times when you know you are not.

The green goddess got right into the gate at the motor show and stopped. Exactly blocking everything in and out.

Another of course behind me blocking the road and all that was on it.

marhalls were of course delighted and clapped and cheered - ok maybe not...

Having moved the truck on the starter, far enough for the second to squeeze through the tiny gap, too small for most car drivers, then unpack a rope and tow the Gloria clear.

The fault was a petrol vapour lock and a tiny tug pushed it through, the truck fired up.


Took both into the car park with it's car sized gaps and car sized turning area.

Cue more marhall mayhem and we were through and clear to turn round.

Actually I am not sure about this motor show thing.

Spend ages prepping the motor then a brief drive and......


and.......


and......


sit round all day.

i confess there are things I find more interesting.

this brings me nicely on to the new show a first for round here.

A military show and we got an invite.

The show in town and of course bang next to the errrrrrrr

ummmmmm

the river!!!

Lots more my style.

This has been a bustling week though.

Big D on work experience starting bright and early at 07.30

Tallie to his job at 08.00

But of course biggies to the bus 6 miles away at that instant too.

All in all a long set of days.

but no

the childer are doing GCSE at the same time

so a couple of runs into school to add to that.

Social services, yes they had their thing too

But here it unloops.

Really positive conversations and a manager taking everything on board, situation around little D handled by best practice. ok let's observe, I told her everything i had learnt about the familly dynamic and she listened, then, next day phoned the other sw, called me back and told me they had said I as telling the truth.

Bewildering times though people talking about the child's best interest.

I rely far too heavily on the contact with univerity to keep me focussed on best practice and the posibility of doing it. This as a lovely change.

Then a 100 mile drive to the meeting about young P going home and that was child focussed too, and not just about him but about our kids too.

Then a uni day.

interviewing students an uplifting day.

The calibre of potential students is very encouraging too.

So life looked beildeingly positive.

Till yesterday, became aware something was not right when bethan called from school.

Turns out one of her best friends hung himself, a lad of 17, the story is not out yet but it's all very traumatic.

R