The Chapel

I was actually taking photos to show how cluttered and unkempt the Chapel was, this is one I snapped for the blip!

A horrible day today! Still seething about that email from D when the curator came in to talk to me about the Dog Collar Museum. After filling me in on the problems after the flood, she told me that ‘they’ had organised the creation of a children’s trail for the castle, centred around one of the dogs that belonged to the last owner. She enthusiastically told me that the kids would get a trail, pencil and paw shaped stamps for it. I have no idea if my face told her how I felt, but I kept my mouth shut. This used to be my job! And no one had even mentioned this to me. I’ve been busy re writing, re branding and ‘they’ are buying in! Can you tell I’m furious? Really not sure what the point is any more. 

Then I received the report from the complaint I made about B’s care, 7 pages. I lost count of the many different ways they found to say sorry and offer condolences. And it told me nothing I didn’t know, but did open it all up in my head. One paragraph apologised for the staff sicknesses that meant a report wasn’t looked at until a month later. Peter is going to go through it in depth for me tomorrow, but unless I want a meeting I can’t see that there’s anything to be done. I don’t want to meet them! I wanted some offer of change, the only sentence anywhere near that was ‘a hope’ things could be learnt. 

Very low tonight.