Old social worker: So I think if you are hoping that LB will eventually move into supported living, he needs to get used to staying away from family…
Adult social worker: Well there’s always respite at Saxon House.
Me: Mmm.. I’m not sure he’d want to go there for respite.
OSW: Oh no. Definitely not. [laughs] He hates ‘the disableds’ does LB [laughs]. He is hilarious. You haven’t met him yet but he comes out with the funniest things. [starts crying with laughter] He sat there, looking at me last time and came out with these one liners. He is totally comical…[wipes eyes]
ASW: Well there’s always Camden. That’s run more like a hotel than a respite centre. It’s like walking into a hotel and it’s all set up like a hotel. There’s a couple of them locally and I think there’s one at the seaside. And actually, you’d be surprised how many people don’t see themselves as disabled.
Me: Wow!!! Camden sounds amazing.
OSW: Oh yes. A hotel? That sounds right up LB’s street.
ASW: Well it’s all about choice these days. You know. Personalised budgets and choices.
Me: [floats off into some imaginary space full of sunshine, fluffy dogs, support and services]
He’d love me! It’s all warm words really.
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