Stirling

Today didn't go as planned. The CAS office phoned at 6 to say mum had fallen. She's ok but I spent 4 hours there before driving to Stirling.

On a PIE course. Having worked in youth work and education, including Special Ed, for years I find it hard to resist the view this is all psycho babble designed to complicate something that is not rocket science and is about working with people. Maybe homeless and housing services didn't realise they were working with people.

Home, via the Manor, to sit in the garden and luxuriate in the heat. I may have to water soon.