Fostering: a reblog for Flashback Friday

I’ve mentioned the young lad in this post and his ghetto blaster a couple of times today, and thought I’d reblog this post for Flashback Friday.
It’s a long post, but for anyone who has fostered or is fostering kids, I hope you can relate. With Christmas a week away, I find myself wondering what this young man would be doing now, and if he still has the ghetto blaster that made my Christmas probably more than his because of his reaction. Happy memories, and yes, I still have that letter handwritten on blue notepaper starting ‘I greet you in the name of God’.


I was in a supermarket the other day and within an inch of dumping my basket of four items and walking out as I tried in vain to get past those just browsing, trolleys blocking the aisle, friends having a chat, or the occasional person actually doing some shopping.
I seized the opportunity of a new till opening, and was third in line with those having similarly few purchases.
From three aisles down, I could hear screaming. Not the panicky screaming of someone in trouble, but the screams of a BRAT not getting his own way.
The woman in front of me rolled her eyes as I said ‘Clip him round the ear’, and we smiled.

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I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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3 Responses to Fostering: a reblog for Flashback Friday

  1. Marlapaige says:

    That is a beautiful thing and an amazing thing to remember

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