We’re booked to go onto an Exchange day 25th June – thought this was a great insight which certainly gives me the heads up on what to expect.
Getting there
“Keep going you reckon?”
“I think so, yep … oh here, here”
My mother, driving, pulls in to an unfamiliar car park. She pauses and we look around trying to work out what next.
“Shall we go a bit further? Over there?”
We thread our way through the main car park and on down past what looks like a sports hall.
“It’s a netball court.”
“Looks like the best parking though if it’s going to carry on raining.”
We stop. We sit. We look at each other.
My mother and I have arrived at our first Exchange Day. Or at least we assume we have. There seem to be quite a few cars. We do that thing of just sitting for a few moments staring out. I think both of us are slightly edgy.
My Social Worker has prepared us. Ok, more accurately she has prepared me and I…
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