goodness gracious me.........

Every so often you come across a dazzling example of social work in action. A pearl of an example of how not to do it.

Yesterday I came home to find the management smoking none to gently, clearly something had pushed her little buttons.

Soooo yesterday the postie arrived, nothing unusual in that, he often arrives at the top of the drive laden with letters from some chap called William.

Not today, today he had delivered a letter from the contact service. This is the new agency of social services charged with organizing and supervising contact between young people in care and their parents and relatives. Contact for big D has been a mess the last couple of contacts have all been problematic as the contact service has managed to mess each of them up big style.

But not this time, oh no, this one is right up there.....

The contact has been organized without reference to us, in a place which mum will find very difficult to get to as she is disabled - they had of course been told this, they had of course ignored it. I thought there was something about supporting service users rights in the code of practice for social workers...

They have extended the time by an hour, no problems really they have not asked us to do the transport.

We could not do it anyway, well not unless we cancel my daughters 18th birthday party.......

R