To investigate my father. Well they didn't even manage to do that properly. Instead they sent my grandmother's care manager, Enid to assess the situation and guess what? They can't find any problems in their conduct whatsoever.
In order too maximise the impact of this thorough investigation they also chose to print out a letter that I had sent to the GP and marked Private and Confidential and showed it to my father. That provoked such a massive backlash that it lasted for a whole minute before it was forgotten about.
On a related note that does sort of demonstrate the completely self absorbed vacuum that my father operates in my grandmother has again been summoned to the House of Lords. My father decided to organise all security passes etc involved in this by telephoning the House of Commons at around 10:00 this morning. I mean it's not as if they were going to be busy at that point what with the General Election being called and everything.
So yes I think the recurring message from this blog for the duration of the election campaign is going to be;
Either way, you're F****d!
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