Missing

I started to panic this afternoon when I couldn’t find Eddie, there he was in the corner of the garden climbing across the plant pots, little scamp.

H went to the youth counselling service yesterday. Not only was the counsellor very late, new to the service, a trainee and didn’t have H’s notes, she said she didn’t know how H had managed to get seen so soon even though she’d waited the usual 3 months. So, instead of helping her with her health problems, school and exams stress, H came out upset. If the next appointment is no better I shall be asking for her to see someone else.