More pom-poms.
More dance rehearsals.
Creative differences with the big song.
Plus rain.
A visit from Social Services.
An accusing phone call from the Safeguarding Team.
Four weeks left and we are going to struggle to end on a high at this rate.
If that was a poem (and it could be, given the short lines and lack of rhyme) I’d call it Wet Wednesday Blues.
In fact, let’s have a go at that.
Wet Wednesday Blues
More pom-poms.
I wind wool in my sleep.
More dance rehearsals,
And rain on wet sheep.
Creative differences with the big song…
The sound of belly-dancing bells,
Give me dreams of being stalked by Santa.
If I had been a good boy, I would have presents, not
A visit from Social Services
And an accusing phone call from the Safeguarding Team.
We are running out of luck,
But with just four weeks to go,
Do I give a fig?
I’ll be looking for at least one new career next year. Maybe I’ll cross poet off the list…
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- Dancing rehearsal
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- Look at those moves!
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- We now have costumes
(Just to make it clear, we are in trouble for sorting something out ourselves and not involving Social Services and a ream of paper. Can’t really give much more detail – just to say that two weeks ago somebody not connected with the project made a remark that one of the group considered unacceptable and Julia sorted it out that day. It hasn’t happened again but it was reported to Social Services yesterday so they have to investigate.)
Sorry to hear of more troubles. Not what you need right now.
Thanks – worse things happen at sea, as they say. I’m trying to look on it as an opportunity – mainly an opportunity to stay at home and get my garden (a) under control and (b) producing in a permaculture way.
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Totally agree – I’d approve this comment twice if I could. 😉
Ugh. If it ain’t one thing it’s another. Love the costumes.
One of the parents brought the costumes in the morning and we have been making scarves and bells for a few weeks (always more bells!)
Ugh! I can’t think of anything else to say except I’m really sorry this has happened.
These things happen…
Why are you leaving? 😳
Three weeks ago we were given notice to quit so the farm can lease out the centre ans kitchen because it needs the money. Slightly more to it than that, but those are the bare bones.
Oh dear! What happens to all the clients? And to you?? 😳
The clients are looking for new projects – most are already fixed up. We’ve always had to do part time jobs to make ends meet so we’ll see what we can find. Just have to focus on the future. 🙂
Oh, the joys of bureaucracy. Sorry to hear that it’s intruding on your last few weeks. 🙁
Yes, safeguarding has been hard work over the years and I honestly thought we’d finish without any issues. Such is life!
Common sense and sorting it out yourself? Ugh. Hope it passes quickly.
It’s the paper trail that counts. 🙁