Easy As Falling Off A Bike pt 2251

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The Daily Dormouse.
(aka Bike, est. 2007)
Part 2251
by Angharad

Copyright © 2013 Angharad
All Rights Reserved.
  
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I shut the door behind our unwelcome caller. “What was all that about?” asked Stella.

“Social Services, they haven’t forgiven or forgotten.”

Stella gave me a rather puzzled look.

“They’ve tried to take the children off me several times.”

“Yes I know. I was there a couple of times, remember?”

“Sorry, I forgot for a moment. I suspect they’re still trying.”

“Why? I’d have thought they had enough real problems to deal with without coming here for you to kick arse.”

“I had to sign some form to continue to foster Lizzie.”

“What does her father think?”

“They said he was asked about it and agreed to it.”

“Have you thought to ask him yourself?”

I hadn’t and said so. "If you want to shoot up to Guilford this afternoon, I’ll hold the fort.”

When she felt in the mood, Stella had a heart of gold. I thanked her and went to organise lunch, omelettes given we had a surfeit of eggs. I ended up doing them with a side salad which we all enjoyed.

Stella said she was going to give Danni some instruction in makeup, to which the other younger girls also signed up. Mima and Jacquie would look after the littlies, so I asked Sammi if she wanted to come with me. She wasn’t sure but agreed. Obviously, I took Lizzie with us and we set off after clearing up the lunch dishes–Stella had some standards and acting as a kitchen maid wasn’t one of them.

Lizzie went into zonk mode as soon as the car started which made Sammi snigger. I quietly told her not to laugh too loudly as it might not work on the return trip. Guildford isn’t that far but it takes a while to get there and the traffic was quite heavy and the roads in places showed the signs of the water that had fallen over the past week or two. In some of the fields, there were small ponds, lakes and rivers I had no recollection of seeing before.

“Comfortable?” I asked Sammi.

“Yeah, dilating isn’t much fun even if I pretend it’s someone nice.”

“That’s because you don’t get the build up with a piece of plastic. It doesn’t romance and seduce you.”

“No it doesn’t,” she smiled.

“So men have some advantages.”

“Yeah, but the plastic doesn’t tell lies then dump you.”

“True,” I agreed, “but pretty well everything in this life is a potential risk. Much of it also has a potential for reward as well.”

“Like what?”

“I think we’re all agreed we have to kiss a few frogs to find our Prince Charming.”

“You didn’t.”

“He just happened to be the first frog I kissed. Beginner’s luck.”

She rolled her eyes. “Yeah, well it doesn’t run in the family, does it?”

“What d’you mean?”

“Well, Auntie Stella seems to have dipped out.”

“Stella is rather unfortunate in affairs of the heart.”

“Didn’t both her blokes get killed?”

I nodded.

“Weren’t they both your cast offs?”

“Certainly not.” I blushed and nearly missed our turning.

“Well I heard they really wanted you but you were spoken for.”

I pulled up outside the clinic. “Why would anyone want me when they could have Stella?”

“Because you’re more beautiful?”

“Very funny, want me to organise an appointment with an optician.”

“Isn’t beauty in the eye of the beholder?”

“So they say.”

“So to my eye you’re better looking than Auntie Stella.”

“C’mon, let’s get tiny wee in her push chair.”

Amazingly, she stayed asleep until after we got into the clinic and asked to see Neal.

“He’s not been very good of late,” offered the receptionist.

“Did he get the Christmas presents we sent?” I asked.

“I think so, but he’s been really quite depressed since before Christmas.”

“Aren’t you people supposed to be making him well again?”Sammi asked quite coldly.

“We’re doing our best, young lady.”

“For the fees the bank pays, it might not be good enough,” Sammi continued. She might have had a point.

We got to see Neal who barely recognised us and who didn’t recognise his daughter. “She looks a bit like my daughter, she’s with her mother Gloria, they’re both out this afternoon, pity you missed them.”

I wasn’t in the mood to play games with him or his delusions so we cut the visit short and while Sammi pushed the pushchair back to the car, I spoke with the receptionist. “Tell me, have social services been to see him regarding his daughter?”

“I don’t honestly know, d’you know when?”

“Just on Christmas, I think.”

She pulled out a large diary. She scanned it for the whole of December, then got the current one out and scanned it as well. “I’m afraid no one has been to see Neal since you came a couple of months ago.”

“Could they have written to him?”

“I doubt it would be much use, you saw how he was, he’s been like that for weeks.” I thanked her and went out to join Sammi and Lizzie. Lizzie had woken and was grizzling. I had to feed her again before we could leave.

If the traffic going to Guildford was bad, going home was worse by far. The sales shoppers and those finishing work early for parties and what have you, were a constant nuisance. I drove again and thankfully, Lizzie went off to sleep again with the engine noise or whatever it is that sends them off, and Sammi and I chatted over the radio which was on low volume.

“How’s the computer, now?”

“Much better.”

“They need doing every couple of years.”

“What did you do?”

“Took all the stuff off it that you used, dumped onto an external hard drive, cleaned all the rest off, reformatted and returned your junk to it once again.”

“You did it quite quickly.”

“Mummy, I’ve done that so often, I can do it in my sleep.”

“Oh, I was hoping mine wasn’t too bad.”

“It wasn’t, but you hadn’t cleared your cookies and history for two years, or dumped any old emails.”

I blushed. I wasn’t much good with computers being just a couple of years too old to have the blasé confidence the twenty somethings have today. I’m still minded that I might break something and then I’d get lumbered with the bill for it.

Watching Trish in action or even Livvie, they have no qualms whatsoever, if the break it, they break it. Usually they don’t, they just magic up whatever they want and then surf some more. I sit there worrying if I remembered if I save something about ten items back. Usually I have but not always.

“Did social services visit him in the end?”

“If they did it wasn’t logged.”

“Is that good or bad?”

“For who?”

“Us of course.”

“Not sure.”

We arrived home and I had to decide what I was going to do for dinner. However, all that was forgotten when we entered the house. Stella was really distraught.

“What’s happened?” I asked, but she was too distressed to tell me.

Trish who’d been crying from the look of her red rimmed eyes said, “They got her.”

“Who got who?” I asked none the wiser.

“Social services, they came and got Danni.”

“What?” this was a nonsense–how could they take my child? Why hadn’t anyone called me, I had my mobile with me. Sammi reminded me that I’d switched it off when we went into the clinic. I hadn’t restarted it.

I comforted Stella and the others while I told Sammi to call her dad. A state of war existed between us and the evil empire.

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WAR!!!

It now appears that more Public Officials are going to be ending up on the dole without their pensions.

Don't be too sure.

Social services are immensely powerful and they are answerable to nobody. Furthermore they have the courts and the medical profession in their pockets.

My own childhood experiences of 'care???!!!' left me brutalised and traumatised for decades and nobody has ever been punished. HMP hold crown immunity and borstals (1958 to 1960) were part of HMP up until 1965. (HMP = Her Majesty's Prisons.) Psychiatrists were also unbelievably stupid. from 1952 until 1958 they spent 6 years trying to 'Cure???!!!' me of transvestism!

Cathy will have a fight on her hands once they've got their claws into the child.

Good luck to her.

Bevs.
Still lovin' it!

xxx

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Cathy, Warrior Queen

How can they make the same mistrake? Don't they learn?

Or, is this some other group of so-called do-gooders out to 'make things right'?

Either way, they have earned the wrath of the Warrior Queen.

Red MacDonald

Cathy, Warrior Queen

How can they make the same mistrake? Don't they learn?

Or, is this some other group of so-called do-gooders out to 'make things right'?

Either way, they have earned the wrath of the Warrior Queen.

Red MacDonald

Too Close to home.

I still have emotional problems dealing when My kids left in the CPS car. But I think that these poorly intentioned buffoons are about to find out when you play with a fire queen you will get burned.

Huggles

Michele

With those with open eyes the world reads like a book

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They never learn!

D. Eden's picture

You would think that Social Services would eventually wise up to two facts:

1) That Cathy and Simon are good parents and their children love them and are well adjusted.
2) That they just can't win when they come up against Cathy.

Some people are very slow learners - or gluttons for punishment!

I can't wait to see how this plays out.

Dallas

D. Eden

Dum Vivimus, Vivamus

Not nice... Not at all...

I do wonder about that place - and whether they're any help for Neal at all...

That said, it's obvious that the lady claiming to be from Social Services lied at least a bit... And, perhaps more than a little bit.

I wonder if it was really Social Services that took Danni - or if it was someone "claiming" to be them. Since Danni's been adopted and is no longer a ward... Perhaps a call to the plod and report that Danni was kidnapped by people claiming to be Social Services might be a start... At least on that front. Jason'll get busy too... And, our gay friend (the private eye) might be useful in digging up some things.

That said, I'd not be at all surprised at a case being attempted against Cathy for trying to turn boys into girls...

As I think though - If it really was Social Services, I'm quite surprised that they only took one child and not all of them... (Over here, all of the kids would have been taken as all would have been considered "at risk" if effort were legit at all.)

Looking forward to seeing how this plays out.

Thanks,
Annette

Religious Bastards Again?

I wonder if it is those plonkers down on the Isle of Wight again? You would think they would learn. Cathy let them off easily last time. Perhaps she should have left the streets flowing with blood and littered with body parts?

G

I'm a Few Hours Late on Checking on Things

littlerocksilver's picture

... and this happens. This is not good at all. I certainly hope that when this little episode is over that Danni comes out of it alright. That little girl needs more support and love than she lets on. I hope those cretins get what they deserve.

Portia

Vaairy fishy

Podracer's picture

Summat not right there. My evil plot sense is twitching, barely restrained.

"Reach for the sun."

Well that was

very sneaky.... The SS strike again, Do they ever learn? In this world money talks and the Camerons do have rather a lot of it , Hope the SS have their facts right because they will be ripped to shreds if they haven't...

Kirri