I was stood up last Thursday.....by a social worker.
Shocking, I know. Shocking first because I thought social workers were über prepared and prompt people.
Shocking second because why the hell does a social worker have to get involved in my family!!?
It all started the week before last. Nyree and Lee had left for the morning 30 minutes earlier and at 9 a.m., Jonah was just finishing off his cereal and bananas. A red car pulled up outside my house. I didn't think anything of it at first but then this stout little woman came up my drive and started to open my front gate. I thought she was the Avon lady or something but didn't have much time to dwell on it because my dogs were going ballistic (German shepherds and border collies can bark in stereo, trust me).
