Thursday, August 12, 2010

I just discovered this via the London Standard and it makes me smile each time I watch it...

Two welcome days off after a busy three days in my best interests job and a hell of a lot of mileage. Three hours a day in a tin box on wheels isn't healthy although the scenery is delightful. The good news is that our manager may have finally heard the pennies we keep dropping and he is considering moving us to a new base in Lincoln. A shorter journey for all of us, more space and we won't be sharing an office with others who resent our presence. Especially since my comments about her job being as pertinent to mental health work as Abba is to the Jehovah's Witnesses. I must remember..."Honesty is not the managers/politicians way"...repeat ten times.

No.1 attended his appointment today for stress/anger management......he described a young wet behind the ears woman who meant well but spoke gobbledegook and when he asked her to explain she gabbled more of the same. As I sadly thought, a scripted cognitive behavioural therapy approach which is as useful as pissing on a bush fire despite the six pints of 4X to fuel your bladder. No.1 is seventeen, bright and still not quite an adult despite his pretensions to be one. The young woman failed to notice this, kicked the ball at an open goal and launched it into tier Z, hitting the man eating popcorn. Epic Fail...His behaviour has improved over the last few weeks but this has been as a result of some paid physical work in the local scout park and his girlfriend's current holiday in the land of fourecks*. She isn't around to wind him up so an oasis of calm has descended. No luck on the work front for him and the applications continue to go in as he scours the papers, net and checks word of mouth. He goes back to college in three weeks time by which time the Christmas jobs will be advertised. Again, fingers crossed and we'll see.

In the meantime an old friend has returned from China after living there for the past fifteen years and he's moved to Lincolnshire. Although he has Canadian citizenship his mother is now elderly and he wants to be nearby. His wife is considering nurse training so we'll get together and catch up on the last seventeen years. He had originally set off cycling from London to Sydney but met his wife in Hong Kong and moved to mainland China. He's a unique individual so it will be a fun meeting although I'll ensure he doesn't meet my son until later because he opens his mouth and everything spills out. My son only knows a sanitised version of my history and I want it to stay that way until he's much older. Busy days ahead but for tonight I hope for clear skies and a good view of the meteor shower.
* Pterry Pratchett: borrow, buy or 'alf inch his books to find out!


Blogger Seany said...

Without doubt my favourite goal celebration ever!

9:57 pm  
Blogger delcatto said...

I think Town should adopt it although to act like a frozen haddock?

10:10 pm  
Blogger delcatto said...

"although how to act like a frozen haddock"... alcohol and late nights!

10:10 pm  
Blogger Suzanne Jones said...

It must be so hard being a teenager these days - will keep everything crossed he gets a Christmas job.

Great goal celebration.


5:18 pm  
Blogger delcatto said...

Hi Suzy.
It's not easy for teenagers these days but he's a good lad really.
His paycheck cleared for the couple of days work he did so he's off out with his mates tonight.

10:02 pm  
Anonymous Blue Witch said...

"As I sadly thought, a scripted cognitive behavioural therapy approach which is as useful as pissing on a bush fire despite the six pints of 4X to fuel your bladder."

I think CBT only works for people with IQs below the accepted mean... Why, oh why, is it where the previous governmint felt that effort should be concentrated?

7:33 pm  
Blogger delcatto said...

The DoH believes it is seen to be addressing a problem. Instead it is supposedly cheap, easy to tick boxes and easy to blame the recipient of said service when it doesn't work.

8:58 pm  

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