I said goodbye to Scarlett yesterday – tomorrow she moves to her fifth placement in the 18 months she has been “looked-after”. She has been with us since Christmas Eve. I will discuss why in a moment, but first:
What a cold, clinical and straight-out horrible word, it has just occurred to me, “placement” is. There is a reason we use words like this as professionals – it’s a defence. It protects us from having to confront the full reality of what is happening. “Placement” doesn’t have quite the same emotional resonance as “home” does it?