Sunday 29 November 2009

Unrelated Toy Gripe

I hate Playmobil, I hate it with a passion. Millions of tiny bits inground into the playroom carpet. The mini boy gets the very big box full and just scatters them perfectly over the entire playroom surface within a second. That garantees that I'll be there, busy for at least half an hour cleaning them all up again. Most of the time I just close the door and pretend they are not there. I mean what the f***k is the point of it anyway. I, not them, spend a day or more building up the zoo or the prison or whatever else they have, I even superglued them together so they wouldn't pull them apart and then they desimate them within minutes :wtf:

The playroom is currently carpeted in the monstrous plastic thingies, again. I'm prepared to clean them up for the last time - destination bin :evil: But the boyfriend has got in the way. "But they're expensive," he moans. He's NEVER cleaned them up and is quite unprepared to do so even tonight, even if it means rescuing the pesky stuff. Onto the ensuing argument. He's made it clear that they shouldn't go in the bin but no charity will have them, along with the enormous soft toy cull I did today, no less than 5 bin bags full.

"You're going to throw out the soft toys too?' Aaaaahhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Wednesday 4 November 2009

The Lisbon Treaty - Yeah!

Maybe we should post these exerts of the Lisbon Treaty over to the GDD and AMK, just so they know.


Article 7

Respect for private and family life

Everyone has the right to respect for his or her private and family life, home and communications.


And I should send this to the St Micheals School since we highly suspect them of leeking personal information and malicious rumours to the Springplank School, also in Hazerswoude-Dorp, in a situation which didn't call for any communication between them and should never have existed in the first place. My permission was certainly never sought, nor granted


Article 8

Protection of personal data

1. Everyone has the right to the protection of personal data concerning him or her.

2. Such data must be processed fairly for specified purposes and on the basis of the consent of the

person concerned or some other legitimate basis laid down by law. Everyone has the right of access to

data which has been collected concerning him or her, and the right to have it rectified.

3. Compliance with these rules shall be subject to control by an independent authority.


How opposite can you get

I must say I'm very proud how girlie A, despite what she had to endure at St Michaels school, did so amazingly well to settle in to her new school environment last year, if fact she settled in so well, so quickly that she was helping her classmates. I just got her report card out that she received last year in November, just 2 months after she started there, scoring consistently 1's and 2's for settling in and effort. That's really good going for a girl who had no confidence and seemed very nervous, apparently. It wasn't any old change either, a big school, class timetables, taught in a different language, teenagers up to the age of 18, lots of teachers, lots of other new children from lots of different countries, the travelling on the school bus, etc. She loves it.

I will be filing it, along with the independent psychological report commissioned by her present school from the same time last year, to take to De Groeling on the 13th Nov that flies completely in the face of what St Michaels school was saying, a totally opposite report to what sounded like a completely different girl.

I must say all that negativity I see coming from the Dutch schools, must have a horrendous detrimental effect on the children they claim to be educating. I'll blog this later


It pales into insignificance.

One the straws St Michaels school used to get the AMK in was that girlie A was so pale. I almost forgot about that one. You don't just get discriminated against because you are dark or black but you can for being too white as well :0

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So carrying too much Irish Celtic blood is a problem here, they must think the entire population of Ireland must be sick or something. But seriously, be careful when using too much sunblock on your Northern European skin, you might be in danger of not burning it to a crisp, which will lead outsiders to concern for your health.

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Tuesday 3 November 2009

Why did we move from England?

I had to re iterate these points last night to the oldest girl after they returned from a few days trip to The North. Aaaahhhh The North, beautiful and crap all at the same time.

"But it so flat and boring here," she snivels whilst sulking in her bedroom. True, nothing in Holland can compare to the beauty of The Lakes and The Dales or even the considered panhandle town centre of Southport for shopping but reality of life in the UK is dismal. Quite why so many Eastern Europeans went there in their droves is beyond me.

"I hear the streets are paved with gold," one Polish friend said to me! Gold! What? Last time I was there it was chewing gum and vomit! Beside if any council was stupid enough to pave the streets in gold it would be nicked quicker than someone saying "Look, there's a Scouser!"

Don't get me wrong I love England but like every other Brit, I can tear shreds off it. There really is no escaping the fact that The UK has the highest teenage pregnancy rate in the EU, the highest drug use in the EU, the highest rates of alcoholism in the EU, the highest crime rates in the EU, the lowest literacy rates in the EU, etc. You just have pick any town, anywhere and take a trip in on a Saturday night to see dole checks exchanged for cider, being swigged by 14 year old, up the duff chavettes with a baby in a pram chewing on a packet of ciggies. Something that wasn't good enough for my girls, so we left.

Still we do miss Sainsburys (oh my God how did I survive for so long without it), the hills, the mountains, the wide open spaces, the shopping, the customer service, the incidental nattering, Cadbury's chocolate, bread, cheese, tea - TEA! Really yummy PG Tips with milk! Not the watery Euro dishwater that carpets your mouth in something strange. My friends of course, I miss my friends and my life :(

Still we have the BBC and Next, finally after many Euro-immigrants sent thousands of emails begging them to send abroad, especially after the closure of M&S in Europe, now do mail order here and only for €5 delivery. Yipppeeeeee:)

Monday 2 November 2009

Ooops I forgot!

Comment moderation to stop muppets from leaving the usual "This is fake" comments. I'm not spending ages writing this blog if I wasn't frigging serious about it. I do actually have a life that I wish I was spending more time on instead of documenting the harassment that we have endured. In fact if more people in The Netherlands had the bollocks to stand up to this all too frequent situation, we as a family might not in it.

Yes I am British but I do understand "dat a don rite in txtfukwit an wa i rite dun luk anyfink like wa i chav ud rite if a chav cud rite innit if ye no wa i meen" (If you're not a Brit, you won't understand a word of that)

Have to do the same on my Youtube Channel too. Yeah apparently my horse is fake as well. Just so tragic.

Tiz on now - thanks for reminding me :)

Wednesday 28 October 2009

Maybe we are beginning to win :)

Well finally after all of this fiasco the tide is beginning to turn the other way. After a visit this week from a nice man from an organisation (the name escapes me at the moment) he was convinced after 20 minutes that there is no problems at our house. Girlie Z told of the teachers as St Michaels school who tried to force her over a number of occassions to say we were abusing her, to the shocked Mr Boek and even after 2 years she nearly broke down in tears. He's going to help us end this endless nonsense from the prying authorities.

De Groeling finally have come back to us on the behaviour of the school, rather dramatically I would say and at 20:00 on Friday the 13th November there's going to be a hearing. The headmaster from the St Michaels school is going to have to answer some tough questions on his conduct. Unbeknown to them at the moment, I know he's had to do this before. I know the some of the teachers at the school will make some things up and deny flatly things that I said that has happened as they've done it before so it's not going to be easy and I will have to be ready with counter arguments. Not a problem, I have excellent school reports from the girl's present school as well as a positive report from an independent psychologist about Girlie A not long after she departed from St Michaels stating the exact opposite from the teachers there. Plus there's the final kick from Ad van Disseldorp where he denied he knew of Girlie A's whereabouts when she moved to her new school when he knew exactly where she was. I received threats that police action would be taken if I didn't send her to school. Oh I have evidence of that somewhere.

Besides one thing is clear. I"VE GOT NOTHING TO LOSE - THEY HAVE EVERYTHING TO LOSE :D