Camila the angel

In the summer I was very sad to hear of the closing down of Kids Company.

Last night I watched a documentary showing what happened. Aside from the skewed editing and poor reporting, the documentary DID manage to show what is possible when a human being rises above obstacles to achieve amazing things for many, many people who need help the most.

Why shouldn’t children who began with nothing have a taste of luxury (fuck off Daily Mail readers). Why shouldn’t charities expand as much as they can? Why shouldn’t private organisations and individuals help subsidise the lives of the less fortunate?

The downfall of KC was as a result of a cleverly engineered campaign by Government officials that will be exposed in 10 years time.

In the meantime the local authorities will have to pick up the pieces of the many lives that have been let down by KC’s downfall. 

If only there were more angels on earth like Camila,

If only there were less ignorant and selfish people in our society. 

This blog is for Unicef.

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Migration between counties

We have moved.

Children are happy, I have an hour and a half’s commute each way and the dogs look confused. There are still boxes dotted around the place awaiting to be stored into furniture we have yet to buy, or a shed we have yet to erect.

What I find most bizarre is the house we left after 8 years, where our daughter spent her early years and our son was born, was left without a backward glance from us. I have been waiting for the mourning/yearning for the old house to kick-in, but it hasn’t. 

In fact our new house feels right. The furniture certainly helps, but it does give the impression that we gave been here a lot longer than 2 weeks. I am hoping that is a good sign.

Another factor is the are – we hardly know it. So just as we are discovering the house, we are discovering the area round it – the dog walks, the shops, the community etc – it’s all there just waiting to be explored. We just have to try and squeeze this exploration into the weekends as we are both working like dogs in the week to pay mortgage + bills.

Exciting things are happening. I need a job change for obvious reasons….for me though one of the biggest changes is volunteering to be an independent visitor who takes a young person in  are out for the day to enjoy an activity once a month. My first activity is this weekend and I cannot wait. It will be nerve-wracking for both of us as it feels strange initially but hopefully my young person will enjoy my company and fund our visits beneficial. 

As this blog is for UNICEF, I donate a fee to the charity for participating. Due to commitments, I am now going to do twice yearly donations rather than £1 per missed post. 

This blog is for memories, this blog is food for thought and discussion,  this blog is for UNICEF.

The world needs UNICEF more than ever right now. 

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Cutting news

Recently, in the news…..

Chancellor exacerbates North-South divideCommunities and Local Government Select Committee member Jo Cox MP criticises the Chancellor’s move to scrap the local government grant in favour of devolving business rates, arguing that it will only reinforce existing inequalities between North and South. She also argues that the power to raise council tax by 2% for social care will not be enough to plug the funding gap. Yorkshire Post, Page: 11
Consultants to find £20m worth of cuts
London-based iMPOWER Consulting Ltd has been awarded a contract by Hull City Council to deliver up to £20m savings over five years. The consultants will be paid up to £170,000 to deliver a business case, with further “complementary consultancy” at a cost of up to £245,000.
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The right time to give

The fire is roaring, I have a belly full of food and children happy and sleeping upstairs.

But Oxfam have reminded me that there are families who have fled the conflict in Syria, who are in desperate need as winter sets in. They are going without basics like food and clean water. Not knowing what tomorrow will bring. 

I would like to think if I was in need and my children in danger, that other people in the world would help in whatever way they could.

So I am going to donate, as much as I can considering the cost of Christmas. My husband and I don’t bother with gifts so the money we would normally spend can go towards help.

Which is why throughout the year I also blog to fundraiser for UNICEF because charity is not just for Christmas.

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Small Talk

I am getting closer to being matched with a young person as part of the independent visitor scheme (a scheme where volunteers take a child from care out on day trips to give them some respite from the care system). 

There are many reasons why children go into care, some voluntarily choose to go into care because of problems at home. One of the problems can be related to domestic abuse.

This is why charities like the NSPCC are so vital to help children and families who feel they haven’t any option. They also campaign to protect future generations from harm through a lobbying campaign to make the system work better for children in need.

Read his the NSPCC support children and families who have suffered domestic abuse here

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For Fareed

Another war, another child tragically lost.

Six year old Fareed from Yemen died because he was playing in an area of conflict, caught up in a web of fundamental disagreements with horrifically violent consequences.

What makes you sick to the stomach is the thought of a child coming into a violent world, unable to enjoy the good things in life because adults are too hellbent on destruction. There is a video that shows Fareed giving a child’s view of pain and war – the chilling words “don’t bury me”. He later died. Six years of a tender life ended with violence at the hands of grown-ups.

Over the centuries it has been children that have suffered the most during wars. Those who are born without prejudice, hate and aggression suffer the consequences of prejudice, hate and aggression that exist in the world.

It is deeply, deeply sad.

Yet we continue.

This blog is for UNICEF in its effort to protect children like Fareed from the worst the world holds.

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Womanhood seeks emancipation long overdue

I am reading Caitlin Moran’s ‘How to be a woman’ and it is refreshing in its frankness – unashamedly so. 

I have only read the first few pages but she has awakened the disquiet in me that a society that finds the Kardashians OK is not good – particularly for womanhood. 

It s the approach to the female form that finds it OK to publish pictures of a nude attractive female politician – and that politician was OK with it. I can’t recall a male politician proactively seeking a nude photo-shoot because it was perceived to be good publicity.

I remember one of the first female jockeys competing in the Grand National appeared in the papers before the race Semi-nude. Why the need to constantly seek recognition as nothing more than a sex symbol.

When a woman is respected for what she does (other than wear clothes well) she is perceived to be strong – perhaps even a lesbian. 

It’s all bullshit. Women are their own worst enemy – seeking professional recognition while also making sure they look good at all times and a bit on the skinny side.

This is not the world I want my daughter and son to grow up in and it’s about time this shit started to change. I’m not talking about extreme feminism I am talking about genuine equality.

This blog is for UNICEF.

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The day I nearly lost my child

One of the liberating things about this blog is that it is anonymous. I see it as my psychological punch bag – just to get things out in the open and with the freedom to do so. Some of my blog posts reveal things I haven’t even told friends and family.

Like today – the day I nearly lost my child because of one silly mistake. 

I never judged the McCann’s over their decision to have dinner away from their room checking regularly if the children were still sleeping. There are times when, as parents, we don’t think through a decision only to regret that lack of depth in the thinking process much later.

I pulled up alongside a busy road to pop into a shop two doors down from my parking space to get dog food. It was non urgent but necessary. The dogs were in the boot of the car and my son was asleep in his car seat. So I thought I would just quickly pop out, grab the food and come out again. I didn’t lock the car as I knew the dogs would move and set the alarm off. Baby boy was strapped into his car seat and he was fast asleep and I would only be 5 mins tops anyway.

What a stupid f**** thing to do.

It took me longer than expected to find the right brand of dog food, plus get some dog treats – I was in there for about 8 minutes. As I got to the till it suddenly dawned on me that anyone could just open my car and help themselves to my son. My dogs were in the car too so would bark but even so, why take the risk?

As I left the shop I thought my worst fear had been realised. My son’s car door was wide open and my body went into turmoil at the sight of it. As I got to the car I realised he wasn’t in his car seat yet the door was wide open and traffic was flying past.
He was standing on my seat in the front playing with the sun visors.

I sat him down and then explained to him why he mustn’t unbuckle himself from the car seat, particularly if Mummy isn’t there. He realised how concerned I was and this made him upset but inside I was cursing myself. I also thanked the unknown entity that ensured my disastrous mistake did not end in tragedy. As I started to think of the scenarios – my son opening the door and just wandering on to the road  – it made me feel physically sick. 

And all because I needed to buy dog food.

I have never felt so bad about myself as a I did today. It certainly gave me the reality check to never put my son at risk again.

This blog is for Unicef.

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Uncomfortable truths

I was talking to a friend of mine who looks after people who need care at home. Most of her clients are old, but there is one middle-aged lady who is too large to care for herself. She is a lovely person trapped in a body she has no control over. She can’t even wipe her own bottom without assistance because she is so large. She has lots of other health problems and has had breast cancer and suffers from ulcerated legs. Her life is a misery. She has a theory that this life that we live in now is actually hell and she believes she is suffering in this life because she did something very bad in a previous life.

Watching the news earlier with the horrifying crimes committed by ISIS – decapitating mothers in front of their children – There is a lot of evidence pointing towards the large lady’s theory. 

In local news a little girl dies after her head is trapped in a lift in her house (a specially adapted house for a disabled tenant).

How can such horrifying physical and mental suffering exist alongside happiness and pleasure? How can happiness be completely satisfying when suffering and knowledge of suffering exists or is around the next corner. 

The large lady sadly may have identified some truths about our world. Some things we have the power to change, others we simply have to accept and endure.

This blog is for UNICEF – a charity that relieves children from the horrors that lurk in our world.

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Society stuck in neutral….worse, reverse

There are some events in society that don’t seem to move forward through history, or if they do its just marginal.

Last night I watched some TV – a rare occurrence as I don’t usually have the time to spare. I try to avoid the news as it gets me down – the same problems but no solutions. In this case migrants still fleeing Africa, boats rescuing them only to apply for asylum and then, for many, deported back to their no hope country of origin. Will there ever be a time when Africa is governed responsibly, without corruption, war and an economy and programme of development that gives communities a chance to live without suffering? 

One Mum had risked everything putting her four children in a dangerous inflatable overloaded boat to cross miles and miles of sea to get to Italy. She was also pregnant. How desperate must it be that she is willing to make that sacrifice. The traffickers are of course being reckless with the lives of children, adults and the elderly and their conscience is no bigger than a molecule BUT they are providing desperate people with an option, albeit a desperate one. It’s alright for Cameron to say the problems need to be solved in the country the people are trying to flee – OK then Cameron what are you doing about it? Chances are it will take at least a decade to solve some of the problems – time these people don’t have. Countries need to work together to sort this problem rather than pass the buck. That’s why coming out of the EU is really a step backward in the progression of worlds society working together.

I then watched a documentary about The Met police and the clashes with ethnic minorities and the fact that despite London being a multi-cultural society, the vast majority of police officers are white, which makes tensions worse. They filmed a police and community crime panel in a London borough and it was a shambles. The senior police officers were all sat behind a table above the community on a stage flanked by other white middle class staff who clearly didn’t have a clue that they may be perceived as elitist by the community – hardly a message of working together. Predictably they were heckled by a community that were angered at the disrespect shown by the police towards them.

After watching this last night, you would be forgiven for believing no progress had been made since the 60s. For someone who cares what world we will leave for the next generation, it is disturbing viewing.

This blog is for UNICEF.

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