Now she was before me saying they had her daughter and her crack use did not explain her mess. It was like all her life was in pieces. Each question I asked I got bits of answers on, and her memory was not instantly available, a lot of the time. It was like I had to probe to access, sometimes horrific truths. I was often left wondering ‘how could you forget that?’ I asked at the time and she said she just blocked it out of her mind.
Now as said elsewhere I had previously held a lot of power with social services. If I recommended things for clients etc they would always listen, saying if Lou says so let’s go with what Lou wants. Yet after I managed to get from the client who the social worker was I contacted them to arrange an appointment to plan a way forward. But they were obstructive and it took about a month for us to meet with them. And even then it wasn’t a meeting; they wanted but occurred due to them not arranging any contact for the mother with her daughter.
By the time the meeting happened the mother had been clean of crack and it was obvious as she had gained weight her skin looked healthy she was calm and collected no longer spinning. Yet the social worker looked at her with disgust and contempt. She told me social services would never give the child back, so I told her I would fight her all the way for there was no reason for the child not to be returned.
Normally I had experienced social workers and guardian adlitums, eager to visit me to discuss ways forward. But with this case no one approached me.
I had previously worked running after school clubs for a guy who was the chair of social services he also run a very large community service for young people. I went to see him regarding the case and told him how they were behaving. By this stage the case was in the high courts. Asking for the mother to be assessed and the child returned but social services and the gaaudiun were refusing to entertain it. He said oh leave it with him. He was due there for a meeting that day. Soon after the mother was invited to a case conference they even sent her a form for her to fill out of what she wanted from the meeting.
We attended; but here each person introduced themselves , and a social worker stated he name , (which was a very unusual double barrelled last name), I had previously met a social worker going by that name whom I would say was British born, west Indian . But this social worker was African. And looked nothing like her. She was fat and ugly, whereas the West Indian one I had previously met was attractive and quite fit. I therefore stated you are not her. She replied yes I am. I said no I have met her before and you are not her. She assured me she was, now remembering me and telling me she had changed her hair style. I ignored this issue and got on with the meeting. After this whenever she was present she always made a point of pretending to be friendly towards me, like we knew each other. The social worker she was claiming to be was a manager in a different catchment area, of the same borough. After the case conference the guardian adlitum managed to come and see me. She asked amongst other thing s whom I knew in social services. I told her the chair. She shook my hand and said keep up the good work, and left.
After this I was informed the chair had been forced to resign, basically I was told they told him he had to choose between being the chair and running his service. but couldn’t any longer have both. His service was his baby in a sense and he had built it from scratch so he resigned from being the chair. Consequently the service the mother received returned to one of obstruction and it became very hard to arrange contacts with the child.
I would come to the contacts with her, to take photos and video and witness. On one occasion the social worker was one I already knew, although this time she had a different name. I pointed it out; she acted like she had just changed it. It was interesting as previously I had met her whilst I was training the whole social worker team for the involved catchment area. I had remembered her as coming across as a caring social worker, and not showing the ignorance some showed. I had consequently after the training even had a client allocated to her and had told her she was a good worker. I was pleased to see her, I told her of the obstruction and she responded ‘if the child is meant to be returned she will’.
When the final contact at the nursery happened it was with a different social worker. This one had supervised most of the contacts. She seemed ok never really said much. Anyway I wasn’t present but the child wet herself and so the mother went to change her. Here she saw the vaginal area not looking right. She asked the social worker to witness it which she did. Although notes from this contact went missing but social services showed no concern
At the last supervised contact at the mothers home whilst the child was jumping on the bed the mother saw the chain around the child’s waist was rubbing her skin , looking for a clasp to undo she found it was sealed. She had seen it before after the child’s return from Ghana at the assessment. She had assumed it was some sort of jewellery. The social worker, a different one from above, told her to leave it, but the mother broke it and the child went into a trance like state of shock. Then after some moments behaved normal, but like she was free. (The notes for this contact also disappeared but no one was concerned).
The next day I visited the mother she told me what had happened, I asked to see the chain. It was a cheap metal chain, like jewellery cheap!
I said to keep it as evidence, but not in the home, we took in somewhere to store. On the journey I felt flu like symptoms, thought nothing of it, just oh I don’t feel well. Gonna have to look after myself. I had the chain in my pocket. I placed it somewhere outside in nature, but in a container that happened to be containing rain water. Thinking nothing other than it will be safe here. On placing the chain in a container the flu symptoms’ immediately disappeared I therefore associated them with the chain now.
The child then started contact at the mothers home unsupervised. A case meeting was arranged to occur at the mother’s home. I have never known for this to happen before but this is what they required. So it was accepted. Just days prior to this meeting another strange situation occurred. The mother whilst going into her underwear draw saw there was some garlic been placed there. She told me and it seemed odd. We decided to look through the rest of the house, for things that may have been placed there. In the cupboard in the hall we found an old net curtain that had been in her elder son’s window /room when she had lived at a previous address with him. She had not brought it with her; it had most definitely been placed there. In the bathroom she had a small cabinet inside we found 2 crack pipes that she had previously made at her previous home. This previous home she had lived in 2 years prior. We drove away to put the pipes in a rubbish bin elsewhere, and as she placed them in the bin she said she felt a stabbing pain in her chest.
Either someone was trying to bring thoughts of black magic come to mind or they were practicing it for real.
I only understood occult magic in a limited way. I spoke with various people I knew, who knew a little more on it. But still was ignorant to its ways.
Once the child was allowed un supervised contact the mother had to collect and return the child. The dates and times were different for the mother than they were for the carer so much obstruction was the result. On returning the child each time the child would scream and cry she didn’t want to go back, it was very painful for both the mother and child, she could only reassure her she would soon come and live with her.
The mother expressed this to the guardian adlitum, but she dismissed it saying she would be very concerned if the child had no attachment to carer after being with her 3 years.
Also there was a large mark on the child shoulder she saw it when she showered the child. But the social worker claimed they looked at her shoulder and it was ok. The scar was quite large about 3cm long and 2cm wide.
Soon after the child was returned another strange incident occurred. The child was free to do as she liked and this seemed to be causing her conflict. She would go from playing with the mother’s microphone for seconds then to putting the telly on, for maybe a minute then back to mic. She repeated this pattern over and over like she didn’t know what to do. We just played along with what ever she wanted. But it was like she couldn’t decide. Then all of a sudden she stood in the doorway and screamed. After which a large lump of jelly-like stuff, brown in colour came up out o her mouth, from her stomach. About the size of one’s hand. I cleared it away and she seemed fine after that.
Regarding the chain around her waist, throughout the time of increased contact we sometimes drove to a Mc Donald’s to eat with her. If the mother took her to the toilet; only at Mc Donald’s the child would ask where is the chain?
On her return the carer who showed contempt for the child and mother said ‘careful they don’t take her back for being underweight’, and yes low and behold the child was extremely hard to feed.
She was 3 years old but had to be fed, or she would just sit with her food. Prepared to feed her ;she still ate so slowly, it would take extreme patience to make sure she ate. She said yes she wanted the food, but she took forever to eat it. Like she didn’t want it. At a later point the child told me she did want it, but just couldn’t eat it. Didn’t know why.
I had worked with children for many years and have a natural rapport with them. I was a naughty child myself so have a good understanding on rebellious behaviour, but this child did not make any sense to me. Her behaviour was very unusual; we found through trial and error that the promise of a reward would guarantee she wouldn’t do something. E.g. When you finished your food we will go to the park. Would result in a halting of eating completely. So any reward had to be unspoken and neutrality was the best way to get her to do things. But this made life extremely hard and demanded patience. Over time she was able to push herself to do things , and this was the best solution , but it was painfully slow to watch.