Thursday 23 June 2011

A bit of a break!

Well with all good intentions I failed but I do have the excuse that we were accepted as foster carers and on 25th May 2011 a 5 year old boy came to stay with us!

It is going well and we seem to have an understanding although I must say he is quite accommodating although we were warned that there would be a "honeymoon" period and it seems that we are just coming to the end of that!  There are one or two things such as strength of wills, I will and I won't and I can do what I want but we now have this under control too.  All in all I think we are coping quite well.  Apart from the cooking washing ironing and general cleaning, Bill does the school runs and general running about for contact visits etc.

Having had to go back to basics especially at our age I think we care coping admirably!!

So in the future I will carry on with my other story. Just to let you know that on 16th July my new found brothers birthday, I will be going to Grimsby as I have a school reunion, they are pulling it down afterwards, such a shame. I will be visiting my brother to celebrate his birthday.

Sunday 8 May 2011

Meetings and brothers

I will first say that it has been a pleasure meeting my 'new' brother and I feel he thinks the same as he is over joyed at finding his family at last.

When we met I had photocopied pictures of my mother, her sisters, grand parents, great grandparents, great Aunts and tagged them to enable him to take them away and get to know them without anyone around.  I did show him one or two other pictures of my family but thought it would be too mindblowing and much too much to take in.

I have since spoken to Stephen on quite a few occasions and we feel very comfortable with each other, I like to think, but I'm sure we do.  My other brother however,  jumped in at the end and rang the newspaper that I had put the ad in and as far as they new it could have been a hoax caller as they never contacted me to confirm anything.  I have since emailed them and told them alot of the facts they had were incorrect and they have apologised and said on hindsight it would have been prudent to have contacted me. I have included the article for anyone to read who is interested.

www.thisisgrimsby.co.uk
THESE siblings were reunited after almost 50 years – thanks to an article in the Grimsby Telegraph. Doug and Patricia Hiles were born to Dorothy...

Sunday 17 April 2011

The weekend

All went off very well and we welcomed my lost brother Steve into the family along with his daughter Holly.  My daugher Joanne arrived with my grandaughter Abigail closely followed by my other brother Dougie who arrived with his partner Connie, close on their heels was my son Patrick and his girlfriend Annabelle.  We were very fortunate with the weather and had a barbeque and sat out until quite late!  The food was cooked by my wonderful husband Bill and I may say as well as any South African doing a braai! Well done Bill, he also coped with what was sometimes mayhem but I must say enjoyed by all. The bubley flowed and so did the red wine and beer and a lovely evening was had by all.

We spent a lot of time exchanging life stories and information and still have a long way to go but it will be a pleasant journey I think.  I copied some photographs of my (our) mother, still getting used to it, and Steve took away something tangible to look at and digest. I also did copies for my brother as he didnt have these photos either, and so it was a day of sharing.

Friday 15 April 2011

Lost siblings

I start this on a weekend when I am about to meet a long lost brother for the very first time.

I have searched for this brother for over 30 years and spoken to him once a day ago and tomorrow we meet for the first time ever, I will also be meeting a nephew and neice for the first time and so this is a big occasion in my life.

When I return to this I hope to start at the beginning and give an insite into my life and the unfortunate pitfalls that have happened not just to me but to my other brother, my half sister  and of course my mother.