Gonna have to hand in my Autism card...Embeth is on a MLP fix and I inadvertently bought a Sia one from the charity shop.   Hopefully it doesn't try and kill us in our sleep or "crush us with it's love".

T'other week during a particularly frustrating attempt to get the whole transport issue sorted I tagged the Glasgow City Council Twitter account in a thread (alongside all manner of MSPs, the head of social work etc) and surprisingly they were the only ones to reply. They DM-ed me for details and said they'd get someone on the case. And guess what? They actually did. Think about that for a minute, out of every disability/inclusion loving MSP, social worker and even head of social work (I'm looking at you Susanne Millar) I emailed and messaged about it, the only person to bother replying properly and helping was the person running Glasgow City Council's Twitter account. They deserve a raise. More in the New Year.  

Well we gave Social Work till the 22nd December to sort out the whole transport debacle before we go the legal route instead and surprise, surprise...absolutely f*ck all has happened - not even the much promised phone call. To say I'm a wee bit annoyed at the whole situation would be an understatement, the total lack of professionalism, care and empathy is really unbelievable. But all black clouds have a silver lining (except mushroom clouds obviously, that's not silver it's Strontium 90) so I reckon this is as good an excuse as any to repost the whole sorry tale (but with added sarcasm) as it appears that anyone remotely involved with social care/Scottish politics can't follow Twitter threads. Or understand that putting the words 'inclusion' in your job description/Twitter bio isn't enough in itself, you actually have to 'include' all groups...not just the ones that make you feel/look good/or because it's 'the fashion'. Just saying.   Pr...

It all seems to have gone a wee bit grim around here at the moment (thank you social work) so I thought I'd cheer the place up with some more Autistic tinged, film-based tales of my youth, seeing as they seem to go down quite well here. You're welcome. Way back in the heady days of 1988 I took a girl to see The Blob remake, being an intensely geeky/Autistic film nerd you can imagine how important/exciting this was for me at the time, I'd even persuaded her to watch the original on VHS the night before so she could take notes, compare and contrast the two films etc. Because that's how cinema dates work obviously. I assume she was happy with this because she sat intently watching from the edge of my bed, arms folded and with a serious expression that said - to me - I am concentrating and enjoy being tested on films.   Anyway the next day we arrived at the cinema (early obviously so we could see the trailers and immerse ourselves in the full cinema experience etc) and set...

....Transport/Social Work/college update for anyone interested:  Well following on from the last post I can officially reveal that  "We'll ring you the beginning of next week"  actually means (in Social Work parlance)     "We'll not actually ring you at all."  Well we've been waiting a month for a call back now so reckon it must be the case.  

 The Christmas issue of Autitude is available to read now! And here it is! Enjoy!

  In tribute to Angelo Badalamenti …Pour yourself a coffee, cut a slice of cherry pie and relax with 90 minutes of Badalamenti beats, sinister soundbites and toe tapping tunes.