New Year

This is one time of year when you remember all your losses. I miss my Mum. I miss all the time I lost with my brother, sister and all of their kids. I miss having a united family. However it is also a time to thank your blessings. I adore having my kids around. My grand kids give me such joy. My puppy dog is such a delight to see her smiling face as you get home. Then you start thinking of your life and the fact that because of the people who supposedly loved me I've been in mental health care system since I was 6 year old. I still see a physciatrist and a physcologist at the age of 53. I have had over 10 failed suicide attempts and spent way to long in a rubber room under such medication that I didn't know what year it was never mind what day. People still see that person, the man that was unbalanced and prone to violence. They don't see or don't want to see that I ain't that man any more. What do you do? You plug on and hope that one day they will open their eyes and see that I have changed that now I hate violence and want nothing more than a peace filled life. They will let me live without trying to coax me back into my old ways. Where people were ashamed of me and my actions. All I ask for 2013 is that people open their eyes, see the man in front of them and not the thug of 30 year ago! I also hope 2013 will be the start of a world filled with peace where no wars will happen and no abuse of any kind is given to anyone. Mostly I pray that my best friend will be all right she will have her health and her family around her making her even more awesome than she already is! HAPPY NEW YEAR folks Lang May Yer Lum Reek

SOCIAL WORKERS

In 1968 when my mum died my life was taken over by social workers. Thats when the rest of my life collapsed and turned into a bloody nightmare! Their 1st mistake was taking my 3 siblings and leaving me in the house with a Numpty. Then they decided that one of my brothers and I would be sent from Fife in Scotland all the way to Weston Super Mare in Somerset to my aunt's but they blew that as well. The social worker in Scotland failed to tell their colleague in Somerset that we were going down there. So again we were moved at least this time I was going home to my own village with 1 of my brothers. They took us to a children's home although not our village they did speak so I could understand them lol. We didn't spend long there and it felt weird not having parents but various adults caring for us. At least they tried to be nice. Eventually we were sent back home proper to our village with someone who had been a friend of my Mum's. This is where we would stay till I left aged 17. It didn't help to be told by social workers when I left that they were sorry and the people who had cared for us for 8year would never have been accepted as foster parents by them now, thanks that helped NOT. When all this had been going on my youngest 2 siblings had been taken into care separately and I never saw them again till 2011. What I didn't know was no social worker decided that I and my brother should have no contact with the younger 2! That was decided by my foster Mum. Can you believe that? How on earth could she decide that? So I am now going to complain to social services about the way we were all treated. It should be mentioned at this point that the youngest 2 had been trying to locate their family but social workers had failed to mention me in their adoption file so they didn't even know I existed. Do You think I am justified in complaining?

WHAT ANGERS ME

This has been going round in my mind since I found my brother & sister. The day they came to the house for the first time, they brought their adoption file and I got out my social services file and we did a compare. In their file I am not mentioned at all They had been here looking but they were looking for my other brother Paul, who had left the area decades ago. However they had driven right past my house and hadn't asked because they didn't know my name or even my sex. Social services had only mentioned a 4th sibling by omission. The actual phrase in the file reads "the 3 younger siblings were taken to St Andrews. This led them to believe there was at least a 4th sibling but no other mention throughout the whole document. Is it just me or is that WRONG? Unbeknown to me my foster mother had visited the twins in St Andrews and had prevented me from doing so. Once again is the Right or Wrong? Actually to make things even worse during my search for the twins I had contacted the local social services who told me I did not exist. I had never been in care. I had never had a social worker even. Imagine their shock when I said "so how come I have a copy of my file then". When they asked me to take my copy in and leave it there I said don't think so, you can copy it while I'm there and I will retain my copy. They said once they had read my file and examined what had went wrong they would get back in touch, well 2 yr on and still no contact. Right or Wrong? I am still trying to petition the scottish government with these and other concerns but their reply is you can't make it personal. How can I write about my life and not make it personal? Can't be done! So now I'm trying to make sense of all the legal speak and write something that ain't personal about my younger life. Wish me luck eh :-)

Lost siblings In the year 1968 my Mum died and the whole family was shattered! I was kept with my younger brother Paul but 2 other siblings Cathy ( Lorna as I knew her) and Ian were adopted to a lovely couple (I now know this) and taken away. Social services decided in there wisdom that myself and Paul didn't need to know where they were or have any contact with them. Years later in 2011 thanks to the support and help of 2 local papers I was re-united with them both and we now have an amazing relationship. I do think that social services were wrong, I lost 43 yrs of loving and caring for both of them and that will never be replaced. If you ever hear of anything similar happening please please fight it don't allow these so called caring professional's to ruin any more kids lives!

Lost Siblings Separated in childhood We grew up apart I was always in a mood You were made up With your parents so good We were in foster care Little we all shared Both of us in pairs Each with a sibling Not knowing but caring In middle age we were reunited, such a joy for us all, we came back together Never To Fall

PLEASE HELP ME TO FIND LONG LOST TWINS - Local Headlines - Fife Today

PLEASE HELP ME TO FIND LONG LOST TWINS - Local Headlines - Fife Today

My latest attempt to find Ian & Lorna

Latest devolpments

Well folks things have been happening apace since my last blog entry here.

1st I emailed the tv programme Long Lost Families and have had a lovely chat with on the phone with a researcher. Waiting to hear if I am to be selected from the 6500 enquires they had.

2nd I contacted the newspaper in St Andrews again. With amazing results,
Initially I had to wait on the editor coming back from holiday. Then today they phoned early on and said they would be running the story, then called back later with some questions and an appointment tomorrow to get my pic taken for the story they're gonna run this Friday.

So lets hope and pray that 1 of these will bear fruit eh

However I am so pleased to have some positive feedback from someone and it has lifted my spirits no end. :-):-):-):-):-):-):-)