Monday, 5 July 2010

Making it fucking personal

Westminster council in the shape of Westminster Stasi sorry Social Services, more particularly in the body of Farrah Nasir and Paul Anderson, both Social Workers with the council, are of the opinion that my children, aged 8, a girl and 13, a boy, are better off in the care of my 71 year old mother in South Africa. Both children are British Citizens, both are half white and look, quite honestly, completely European. The High Court in this country confirmed its jurisdiction over the case last summer. I am an easy target, convicted felon, trailing clouds of controversy, what chance of reforming "London's Most Dangerous Woman," then?

Farrah Nasir is a bit of a psycho. Why else would she contact my publisher for a signed copy of my book, I was meant to be just another case for her, not a pseudo-celebrity she could get kudos by challenging and trying to break. My book is easily available on Amazon, local bookstores etc. She denied ever asking for a signed copy till my publisher produced the order. Farrah Nasir, Victoria Street Westminster City Hall. Then she suddenly remembered ordering it, at the request of my other family members. Still doesn't make sense to me. Short, nervous, she kept asking my daughter very open ended questions which she refused to answer to the point that she just wouldn't see her alone anymore. I was "not allowed" to record their meetings but as they were taking place in my flat, and I had already forewarned her that I would be recording everything as I didn't trust her, I have these videos and will be posing them shortly. So, a devout Muslim woman enters my household (and remember that I called Westminster Social Services because I needed help with my son, who has been very damaged by the extended separation and because of my long custodial sentence in 2005) under false pretences, she didn't want to know how she could help us, she wanted to separate me from them and get them off her caseload. Another very odd point, she has lied consistently in the Section 7 Report she has prepared for the court, although she assured me she was not writing it and claimed I told my son to go ahead and kill myself. Twice. Then once, when her colleague Michelle from the Marylands Centre in Westbourne Park refused to back up her lies. Marylands were the chosen "counseling service" although all she wanted to do was give my son a list of numbers such as Childline, that he should call if he felt like running away again. How does this help the core issue my family was facing which was a crisis and needed an intervention? It didn't. She has lied and lied and twisted facts and things I said to produce a very damning report which I received just after my father died in February and which I have still refused to look at. What could a Muslim woman possibly make of me and my life, which has been described as "unlike any other immigrant experience". Her colleague, appointed after I refused to see her anymore, no better, black , Canadian, homosexual. Started grilling me about my criminal convictions in front of my daughter while she was trying to have her lunch and booked an appointment for my son, who claimed I had hit him and he had (self inflicted wounds) on a day I had booked tickets for the London Eye. When I said I had no problem for them to take my son to the hospital themselves but I wasn't going to ruin her big day out, she had been looking forward to this for ages, he declined. Later my son admitted he didn't want to go to the hospital because the wounds were self inflicted. Not much joy there then.

Part of their advice during this extremely fraught time was that I should not react to him, when he became volatile and abusive. So with all the patience and control I could muster, I didn't. This was then interpreted in the Section 7 Report as my being "unable to respond to him emotionally."

I have repeatedly requested an independent social worker's report as my complaint against these two vindictive misfits, whose qualifications I doubt ( Westminster Council have so far been unable to provide me with confirmation of their certificates or shown that they are indeed qualified UK Social Workers, in spite of frequent requests and more recently Freedom of Information Requests) has been escalated to a Stage Two complaint and is being investigated by the head of Children's Services for Oxfordshire. He too has expressed his dissatisfaction with the way the investigation has proceeded because they have not provided him with documents he has requested and failed to keep appointments for interviews he has set up.

All I want is a fair chance for someone to assess my situation and what my family needs so we can start rebuilding our life together. Westminster Council is footing my mother's legal bills and let's not forget she is at the centre of a murder investigation in Cape Town. What a delightful use of taxpayer's money? Where's Matthew Elliot on this one then? They have failed to look at the grim reality of the situation in Cape Town but have misrepresented the facts to the court and downright lied. One of the main reasons I agreed that the boy could go back was they promised that he would receive counseling. Well yes, he has, three times since January. This for a child who has broken his puppy's paw by stamping on it ( again conveniently omitted in the report, any contact with the vet in Cape Town) and pushed my very frail father last year so hard he fell and broke his shoulder. But let's not talk about that, shall we, because at least he is out of the jurisdiction and when this all goes horribly, terribly wrong, he won't be their problem. We'll just continue to lie to the Family Court Judge. And what happens if Mummy Dearest should drop dead tomorrow? Oh no, she's fine, as fit as a fiddle and radiating good health. Except she is in the hospital three times a week and her solicitors won't provide her medical reports. We have no other family in South Africa, what will happen to my children? I guess there's always the nanny and the gardener which is what I had as a kid growing up.

There's evidence that my mother who is 71, has had a recent heart operation, forgot my youngest child in school for FIVE HOURS and had something to do with the very suspicious and untimely death of my father in February, conveniently two days before he had decided to leave her. There's proof that she had finally managed to control his finances and some of the e mails between them are really heart breaking. Add to this, the mysterious fact that my sister Zarah Moores was conveniently available at very short notice to take my youngest daughter to Cape Town and my father died only four days after that then you can see why I suspect that she and my mother together conspired to murder him. Unlikely? South African Police don't think so.

He was ill. I told the Family Court that at a hearing at the end of January but Family Court judges with a couple of very notable exceptions are a law unto themselves. I've thought long and hard about whether I should blog about this and given that reporting and media restrictions have been lifted on most cases now, I feel I WANT the court to know the full picture, not the nicely sanitized version that barristers put before it. It isn't all cupcakes and sweetness, you know. I want other mothers who have similar experiences with Westminster and other councils to stand up for our rights, because Family Courts listen too often to depraved, corrupt and lazy Social Workers, who have far too much power and think someone like me is going to be an easy target.

You underestimated the Farah Factor, poppets. Take this to a judge, try and shut it down, at least he will have to read it and address the issues I raise on this forum. And there's some recent legislation you might want to check which enshrines my right to freedom of expression, privacy and family life. It's called the Human Rights Act

Today I spent hours of my day wasting YOUR money getting psychological tests done to try and determine the following:

1) Does he applicant show any signs of mental illness or borderline personality disorder?

2) Does the applicant have insight into how her children may be feeling and thinking about returning to live with he in the UK?

3) Is the applicant able to prioritize her children's needs above her own?

4) Will the applicant be able to cope with the demands of bringing up two children, one of which is a teenager?

5) Would you recommend any form of therapy or counseling or course to enable the applicant to better understand the needs of the children / cope with raising them on her own?

6)In your opinion , will the children likely suffer from any form of harm i returned to the care of the applicant?

7) Is the applicant likely to reoffend?

Andmore of the same tomorrow my lovelies, except tomorrow instead of endless booklets and HB lead pencils to fill in dots and tell stories with it's going to be

"So tell me about your childhood Ms Damji."