Born 8 April 1998 at 1:18 AM

This is the brief of a story I was told today whilst house hunting for a new secure and private home to protect my Suzi and my AJ.  I haven't got all the details, and there may be some margin of error but the story took my attention.

She was a nanny for a family just down the road.  They paid her $50 a week to look after their twins every day.  It's not a lot of money but she looked like the type who wanted to play with Children more than make a living/

The Nanny described the conditions of the home and the fact there were three older children.  They share a single bed room.  Beds?  No.  Just a bean bag, some mats and a few sheets.  That was all.

These kids went to school, but the younger twins weren't that old yet.  They stayed home and the room in whcih the twins spent most of their time had a broken external window. It doesn't sound all that bad, but this winter was COLD in Sydney.  And it was felt everywhere.  I needn't say more.

The kids basically had one or two changes of clothes.

The Nanny finished "work" on a the Friday and returned the following week to find the children in exactly the same clothes she had left them in.

The Nanny decided that perhaps the mother who worked (pretty long hours) might need some help or perhaps a kick.  She discovered the mother smoked that naughty stuff as well.

Anyway over a period of time the Nanny called DOCS to investigate and see what could be done to help.  And called DOCS to see what could be done to help.  And called DOCS to see what could be done to help.  And called DOCS to see what could be done to help.

Get the picture?

At this stage, I understand she no longer Nanny's for the children, but that hasn't changed the story at all.