This is about my life in a fostering family of several young people in Wales today.
There are also all the other people in this house, my own growing up too quickly children who seem to be here less every week, and of course the student, the mistress of all we owe money on. There are three green goddesses (big green 1950's fire pumps): Gloria, Isabelle and the belle.
That's not mentioning other vehicles and items of plant, all sorts in fact.
Monday, 8 August 2011
It never rains but...
Oh the all action mornings...
With laddo in Daycastle for the weekend the dramas continued. The students mum has had a stroke and been rushed to hospital.
I don't have a good feeling about this. There were a series of parties planned for her hundredth too, all looks uncertain.
We were planning a trip out with the kids, a week or two in Brittany once laddo has been moved in the next week or so. Everything goes on hold.
This drivel is all copyright to me, an Ageing biker hippy living in west wales
I would of course be delighted if someone wanted to publish what they read one here but you have to ask first. Otherwise I might get angry and you would not like me when I am angry.
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Thinking of you all
x gz
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