is a set of raffle tickets.
I know there is, as I have seen them recently.
Frustratingly recently.
They came to light when I was searching for something else and I recall thinking
"Aha! THAT's where the raffle tickets are!"
Now they are required I have absolutely no idea where I last saw them.
Their location has become one of the irritating minor mysteries that plague Daff's world!
Having failed to track the raffle tickets down,
the KHT and I headed over to Tesco to purchase replacements,
as we were running an Easter Egg Lucky Dip at the local Community Easter Fayre that afternoon,
in the small, but perfectly formed, local library.
As usual, the KHT had one of her pet topics to discuss.
"Let's talk about life WITHOUT the welfare state!" she announces brightly.
Thanks to the books of her favourite authour, Jacqueline Wilson,
she is firmly convinced that benefits,
social workers
and the welfare state
are all A Very Bad Thing.
I do not think this was ever the message the author intended to convey,
but it is what my daughter has chosen to read into her words.
She was rather crestfallen when I briefly outlined the impact of life without a welfare state...
It is rather ironic that someone who is in genuine need of the benefits of a welfare state,
is unable to see,
that the safety net it provides is essential to their wellbeing.
The KHT is firmly of the opinion that if she did not have benefits then she would be normal...
There is nothing I can do or say that will convince her otherwise.
We head into Tesco car park,
which is designed to provide parking for the maximum number of vehicles,
rather than ease of use by pedestrians.
Good car park design minimises the places where pedestrians and vehicles interact.
To reach this particular store you have to cross several roadways where cars have right of way.
This car park also has had many kerbs removed,
thus blurring the boundary between vehicle and pedestrians.
A woman was waiting to catch the bus that is arriving,
unintentionally blocking the narrow pavement.
I walk through the bus shelter to circumnavigate the woman.
The KHT steps out into the block paved layby
and is rather surprised when I urge her to get out of the road.
She does not perceive the layby to be part of the road.
Fortunately, the bus driver was driving slowly
and waited until the KHT was safely back on the pavement before pulling into the layby.
I point out that if she was being assessed for independent travel
her actions would have resulted in her failing a risk assessment.
"I thought you were on my side!" she replies, rather aggrieved.
"I am!... On the side of you staying alive!"
"Well, I needed to get past the woman."
"You could have walked through the bus shelter or waited."
In the afternoon the KHT helped me fill the eggs,
ready for the Lucky Dip.
It was to be a Prize-a-time game
with the children either winning a finger puppet,
or a pullback-and-go vehicle.
Despite the KHT's best efforts,
one egg refused to click together.
We had to resort to holding it closed with sellotape.
Next, the KHT put the tickets in the tin for me.
I forgot to remind her to fold them!
The Easter Fayre was great fun!,
Lots of families turned up,
and had fun making easter bonnets,
and taking part in the various competitions and activities.
The face painting was awesome!
When nearly all the eggs had been picked in the lucky dip
we were bemused to discover that we had more eggs than tickets,
which was very puzzling as we had started off with the correct number.
We quickly identified and renumbered the offending egg,
only to discover that it was an empty one that a child had helpfully put back on the display!
I did ask for the eggs back to reuse next year, but that one got past me!
Eggs & people with autism - years ago I remember my cousin telling me that he was taught how to pack eggs so that they could be dropped from a plane without breaking.
It blew my mind that such a thing was possible.
Eggs and people with autism - both can easily be broken, and need protecting.
However, when the correct support structures are in place, both can achieve amazing things.
In the afternoon the KHT helped me fill the eggs,
ready for the Lucky Dip.
It was to be a Prize-a-time game
with the children either winning a finger puppet,
or a pullback-and-go vehicle.
Despite the KHT's best efforts,
one egg refused to click together.
We had to resort to holding it closed with sellotape.
Next, the KHT put the tickets in the tin for me.
I forgot to remind her to fold them!
The Easter Fayre was great fun!,
Lots of families turned up,
and had fun making easter bonnets,
and taking part in the various competitions and activities.
The face painting was awesome!
When nearly all the eggs had been picked in the lucky dip
we were bemused to discover that we had more eggs than tickets,
which was very puzzling as we had started off with the correct number.
We quickly identified and renumbered the offending egg,
only to discover that it was an empty one that a child had helpfully put back on the display!
I did ask for the eggs back to reuse next year, but that one got past me!
Eggs & people with autism - years ago I remember my cousin telling me that he was taught how to pack eggs so that they could be dropped from a plane without breaking.
It blew my mind that such a thing was possible.
Eggs and people with autism - both can easily be broken, and need protecting.
However, when the correct support structures are in place, both can achieve amazing things.
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