Social Services put my children at risk
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children at risk Social Services knew my husband was a convicted paedophile for over ten years, but they never bothered to inform me. My name is Janet It is somewhat of a misnomer, as I have not had that feeling for the past five years, when Social Services, snatched my children, Andy and Alan, and took them into care, for emotional abuse. I always thought that there was something a little odd about my former husband, Richard, and was totally shattered, when Social Services gave him the ultimatum of telling me of his previous convictions for being a multi convicted paedophile, against his son, Robert or they would tell me. This information had been know to Social Services, for over ten years, but they never bothered to inform me. I was physically sick, when he told me. Since Andy was born with a cerebral haematoma, which incidentally, Social Services refuse to believe, even though it is on his medical records, R had waged a war of attrition against me. This included burning me with a cigarette end, repeatedly. Beating me, keeping me awake at night, dogging my tracks everywhere I went. Stealing what little money I had and either drinking it, or gambling it away. The list is endless. He also brutalised my dear sons, Andy and Alan. I sued Richard for divorce, and believe it or not, he was genuinely shocked that anyone could treat him in this way. During the protracted divorce proceedings, I met an absolute cracker of a man, who was kind and gentle. He loved Andy and Alan to bits, helping them and guiding them through everything. We subsequently married, and the boys were over the moon. They were now safe from Richard and his disgraceful behaviour. Unfortunately, this did not have Social Service's approval, as while Richard lived with me, they knew were he was. They waged a war on my new husband, doing everything in their power to break us up. In concert with Richard 's harassment, it presented my new partner a formidable situation. He would not be moved, or bullied, and when Social Services accused him of being a convicted paedophile, and they wanted him to move out, he asked me what I thought about the accusation, and if I wanted him to move out. I certainly did not want to lose my new husband. Bearing in mind, that he was a taxi driver and had been subject to annual police checks in order to keep his licence. They further accused him of molesting a female passenger. The women in question denied any wrong doing on his part, and said that he had always been polite and helpful. He finally had enough and asked them to leave. I was staggered, I thought that he would punch the lights out of the two Social Services workers, I would have done, but he was quiet and confident. They applied to County Court for an emergency care order. the Judge, knew Richard and his previous history, which included signing various undertakings to court. Which he promptly broke, within one hour of leaving the courtroom. The Judge had refused an application from Richard for defined contact, so he whinged to Social Services at the injustice of it all. They immediately made application to the court, but the Judge refused them the emergency order, so they faxed the application to another County Court, who did grant it. The boys Social Worker, telephoned my doctor and the duty social worker at Hospital, to say that I had taken a massive overdose and was going to harm the children. I had that morning come out of hospital due to Gynaecological problems. The on call Doctor at my surgery, turned up at the door with three police officers, who wanted to batter the door down and drag me out. My husband who had taken the day off of work to take Alan, then 5, to his annual sports day, turned up with him, to make the boys their tea. He wanted to know what was going on. He advised the doctor of my situation, but she refused to believe him. I was handcuffed and taken to Hospital to be committed to the secure unit. While I was there, three SW's not only with the emergency care order, but with a signed authority from Richard, committing them to care. I was trapped like an animal and sobbed my heart out for two days and nights when he told me what had happened. I was implacable. My husband arranged for a solicitor to see me in the secure unit, and supported me in all of this. The directions hearings were a farce. My husband arranged for me to be seen by an independent psychiatrist at hospital, who he thought that a blind assessment, would be fair and unbiased. Dr M, who assessed me, gave not only a fair appraisal, but condemned the action of Social Services, as being the major factor in the ongoing problem. By the way, a blood test done at my internment, established beyond all shadow of doubt, that I had not taken an overdose. Yet social services continued to make reference to it. The Judge, in court told them not to refer to it again. Sadly the SW still refers to it and that I am psychologically unstable. However, the court directed that we see A Dr F, in London. She never assessed me at all. Instead I had ten minutes with a Mr L, as did my husband. Her report to the court was 100 pages long and condemned both of us as being psychologically unstable and pathological liars. She rubbished his educational qualifications as being forgeries. How interesting that he never even spoke about them to either Mr L, or Dr F. That was given to her, by Social Services. She, as a Psychiatrist could not understand, or accept, that was the vehicle for the transference of false information, which she used in her report. It was not a blind analysis. My own solicitor contacted his university, who confirmed that he was in fact a PhD in Psychology and Psychoanalysis. No apology has ever been received for their monumental blunder Her findings were that my dear boys be retained in care till their respective eighteenth birthdays, and we see them for one hour every three months, supervised. The boys continually complain about the treatment they have received in care and Andy has been physically abused in his placement. The person concerned was quite rightly dismissed, but is now stalking Andy, who is terrified. Both boys keep saying that they want to come home and live with me and my husband, and do not want any contact with their father. What concerns me and my husband, is, that Andy now keeps saying that he wants to kill someone. I'm afraid that there is not going to be a satisfactory outcome from Social Services involvement in respect of my children. They have have been subjected to a multitude of placements and a raft of dedicated social workers. One, actually lasted three days. The have finally been split up, which has caused them severe anxiety and have demonstrated severe separation anxiety. I live in a continual fog of misdirection and downright lies from Social Services, and if I complain about what is going on, I am seen as being obstructive. The Guardian, H, who prepared her report for the court should be in a padded cell. She is downright delusional and is a pathological liar. After reading her report to the court, my husband, remarked that on the strength of it, that he should be locked up as being a danger to society. Surprisingly, the judge didn't take him up on the offer, which really meant that he didn't believe it either. Still, both life sentences began for my boys and myself, when he upheld the application for a care order. Despite the overwhelming evidence against it. I was curled up in a corner of the court sobbing my eyes out, when my solicitor, made the following comment.. "You'll just have to get on with the rest of your life" Her callous words will haunt me till the day I die. Janet Published by Fassit UK© Back |
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