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Janet’s story

Janet’s story

I have fostered some lovely young people, of all ages. My last young person T left me 5 years ago as a nineteen-year-old and is now a nurse. We catch up every so often, but it’s enough to know that she is happy and settled, I am so proud of her. She was in shock when...

Janet’s story

I have fostered some lovely young people, of all ages. My last young person T left me 5 years ago as a nineteen-year-old and is now a nurse. We catch up every so often, but it’s enough to know that she is happy and settled, I am so proud of her. She was in shock when she arrived The lovely young...

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Lisa’s fostering Supervising Social Worker story

Lisa’s fostering Supervising Social Worker story

I get up at 6.15, throw on my running gear, persuade the dog to come with me and head out for a 6k before I do anything else. It’s a nuisance when it is dark, but I know if I don’t go first thing it just won’t happen! I get back for a quick shower and then get the kids out of the door to school. At that point I can sit at my desk and check emails etc. I usually turn my phone on at about 8am…unless I am on call, when it is on all the time. I share an office with my partner, so if we are both home and one of us has a meeting or calls, one of us will work at the kitchen table.

Sarah’s fostering story

Sarah’s fostering story

My days are pretty varied and never dull. Profession wise, I say I am a foster carer and I consider my work is fostering. However, I have other varied roles which I incorporate into my day, and I feel I have good balance in my life. Alongside fostering young people, I foster dogs too via Dogs Trust. I volunteer for Essex police, and I am involved in the local neighbourhood watch as well as being a restorative justice facilitator. During lockdown, I also volunteered for my local vaccination centre, and will continue to squeeze a shift in when I can. My days, therefore, are pretty varied, and rarely dull.

Tanya’s fostering story

Tanya’s fostering story

From the age of three I was always dressing up as a nurse, and with my toy nurse’s bag, my play generally revolved around bandaging and injecting my lined-up teddy bears. Not too surprisingly, I then became a nurse and worked full time, until recently at the age of 53, when I became a foster carer.

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