So the delinquent families have been identified and each will have a specially trained worker, it will be like the old advert for one of the banks, which showed a Bank Manager crouched in the wardrobe, looking like he had been caught 'in flagrante'.
Oops!
There is a lovely story told about a caseworker being introduced to such a family by a senior colleague.
They drive onto the estate, dodging the children playing in the street, drive around the burnt out cars, trying to avoid the broken glass rubbish piled up in the road, and, arriving at the house, park and lock their car securely.
The senior colleague explains that this family is being brought up by a lone parent who looks after the seven boys, his wife having left some years before.
Their standards are low and their manners shocking, he explains, but if we can keep the family together we can keep an eye on them, it's an exercise in damage limitation, and this kind of support is cost effective, we save £2 for every £1 you cost.
Don't let them see that you're shocked the children are wild, two have already been in trouble and received custodial sentences and there are fears that all seven will end up before the courts, so the aim is to prevent that from happening.
As the climb over the garden gate, which is tied up with string, they see a large Alsatian Dog in the garden.
Don't worry says the senior colleague all these families have a large wild eyed dog in the house, but he adds, don't look into its eyes, it will think that you are challenging it.
So avoiding the dog's eyes, they edge forward cautiously and knock on the dilapidated door.
The old man opens the door and lets them in, the dog follows them and proceeds to lie down in front of the coal fire.
They spend a few minutes talking about the boys, asking how the old man is and how they are all coping, the senior colleague asks if the children are attending school.
Around the table the family is eating lunch and proceed to throw bits of food toward the dog, the young caseworker is horrified by this display of poor manners, and even more horrified when the dog stands up, walks across the room, cocks its leg and relieves itself against the kitchen unit.
Eventually they finish their business and the new caseworker arranges to call again next week.
As they leave the house and head towards the gate, the old man calls out to them, Hey! Aren't yer taking yer bloody dog with yer .............
Oops!
There is a lovely story told about a caseworker being introduced to such a family by a senior colleague.
They drive onto the estate, dodging the children playing in the street, drive around the burnt out cars, trying to avoid the broken glass rubbish piled up in the road, and, arriving at the house, park and lock their car securely.
The senior colleague explains that this family is being brought up by a lone parent who looks after the seven boys, his wife having left some years before.
Their standards are low and their manners shocking, he explains, but if we can keep the family together we can keep an eye on them, it's an exercise in damage limitation, and this kind of support is cost effective, we save £2 for every £1 you cost.
Don't let them see that you're shocked the children are wild, two have already been in trouble and received custodial sentences and there are fears that all seven will end up before the courts, so the aim is to prevent that from happening.
As the climb over the garden gate, which is tied up with string, they see a large Alsatian Dog in the garden.
Don't worry says the senior colleague all these families have a large wild eyed dog in the house, but he adds, don't look into its eyes, it will think that you are challenging it.
So avoiding the dog's eyes, they edge forward cautiously and knock on the dilapidated door.
The old man opens the door and lets them in, the dog follows them and proceeds to lie down in front of the coal fire.
They spend a few minutes talking about the boys, asking how the old man is and how they are all coping, the senior colleague asks if the children are attending school.
Around the table the family is eating lunch and proceed to throw bits of food toward the dog, the young caseworker is horrified by this display of poor manners, and even more horrified when the dog stands up, walks across the room, cocks its leg and relieves itself against the kitchen unit.
Eventually they finish their business and the new caseworker arranges to call again next week.
As they leave the house and head towards the gate, the old man calls out to them, Hey! Aren't yer taking yer bloody dog with yer .............
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