Solo Ventures

this week we've been discovering honesty because there's been little of it previously,  apparently.  in times past some lazy fool bought a gamers console to ruin any chance of communication,  self discipline and creativity.   after having it charged and discussing it's need to remain at home it got confiscated by a teacher.     Compounding the problem was the web of lies being generated to avoid reality and make himself look ok.  be like: - left it at school.  - can't remember,  i have a bad memory.  - (after being told i was meeting his principal next week) oh yes the teacher might have put it somewhere.  - to,  yes it was confiscated.  - i took it because my mate wanted to see it.      so we had many lies; - agreeing not too take it. - taking it.  - claiming it was lost.  - denying it had been confiscated.  - claiming he had memory loss. - the teacher misplaced it. - i didn't want to take it,  my mate asked me to.  so there, seven lies and a truckload of damage to

yesterday the new team swept in and paid a visit to assess me for caring,  when in fact it may all be going permanent within the week.  the older worker and i had a little history; although we'd never met,  she was teaching at college when i was studying welfare. upon meeting over 20 years on, i read her as being committed to the job of caring and casually knowledgeable. her offsider despite being distracting attractive,  was also buried deep within her job.   the topic of carer payment was mentioned and as usual swept under the carpet and not dwelled upon by me. the lead worker was recommended I be paid at a higher rate due to the care requirements. i shrugged it off with a nod of thanks before casually checking online later to be quite surprised at what it would mean for me. the basic rate would see me adding the carer payment on to supplement my gardening income.  the higher payment is sufficient for me to consider reducing my mowing schedule.   what will happen is t

this weekend just passed saw us have Harry over again and hopefully and it will be his last "visit" before permanent care next weekend.   things went well,  on the morning of his arrival we shot of and bought sausages and fresh bread which we barbequed for lunch. and apart from only having spicy barbeque sauce instead of plain tomato, it went down well.     we later bought a life jacket and fishing rod. the fishing was lousy but he has a swim in the rover at Morpeth.   that evening we hung out,  Mia was away but it gave Joe and harry time to play computer games.  the following morning Harry reckoned it was his first sleep-in for five years.  that may have been an exaggeration, but it clearly demonstrated how relaxed and happy he was.   today's task was to go sailing and we did.  the bay was lively with big winds and tide flows,  so we solved under main alone.  as usual Harry wanted to control everything,  he did helm for quite a while.  I learned from the cour