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34. There is, so far as the parties to this case are aware, no European jurisprudence questioning the principle of freeing for adoption, or indeed compulsory adoption generally. The United Kingdom is unusual amongst members of the Council of Europe in permitting the total severance of family ties without parental consent. (Professor Triseliotis thought that only Portugal and perhaps one other European country allowed this.) It is, of course, the most draconian interference with family life possible

News Release
27 June 2006
18/06
Clayton -v- Clayton: Summary of Judgment for Media
The Court of Appeal is today handing down its decision in the case of Clayton v Clayton. This may well have widespread repercussions for parents and children, in relation to the identification of children as having been the subject of court proceedings once those proceedings are over. Essentially, the decision concerns the balance between children’s right to privacy and their parents’ right to freedom of expression under the European Convention on Human Rights.
The Court of Appeal has decided that the prohibition from identifying children which section 97 of the Children Act 1989 provides only applies whilst the proceedings relating to the child in question are in progress. Once the proceedings have concluded, the protection given by the Act comes to an end, the entitlement to anonymity
The decision above means that once the court proceedings are over you are FREE to discuss your case with the press and anyone else you like even if it means that as a result you and/or your children may be identified as a consequence.

THEREFORE I NAME AND SHAME EALING SOCIAL SERVICES!!!
YOU STOLE MY CHILDREN
YOU FAILED BOTH MY CHILDREN AND I. WHILE YOU WERE BUSY STEALING MY CHILDREN FROM A LOVING MOTHER AND FAMILY A LITTLE GIRL UNDER YOUR CARE DIED IN A BATH WHEN YOU SHOULD HAVE USED POWERS TO SAVE HER!
YOU ARE A DISGRACE TO THE HUMAN RACE AND SO IS ALL THAT SUPPORT YOU AND YOUR CORUPTION!!!!!!

Here are 4 important questions that SHOULD be answered by social services or by family court judges but which have so far been systematically ignored !


1: - It must surely be the right of parents and anyone else in a democratic country wishing to complain against injustice to go to the media with details of everything that happened to them in the family court Most judges in family courts refuse leave to appeal and solicitors always back them up so the idea of appealing when leave has been denied is nearly always a "non starter". Parents are at present denied their democratic right to go to the media to get public and political support followed by possible reform ! How can this be justice?

2: - Harriet Harman,(minister of state, Department of constitutional affairs )said in Parliament "Last year something like 200 people were sent to prison by the family courts, which happens in complete privacy and secrecy."
Surely those who still deny these facts cannot believe she was lying to Parliament! How can imprisonment with no public process be justice?

3: -Extract from The Times, Aug 23 2007: “Emotional abuse” has no strict definition in British law. Yet it now accounts for an astounding 21 per cent of all children registered as needing protection, up from 14 per cent in 1997. Last year 6,700 children were put on the child protection register for emotional abuse, compared with only 2,600 for sexual abuse and 5,100 for physical abuse.
How can taking newborn babies for "risk of emotional abuse" possibly be justified when the effect is to punish parents and abuse their babies not for anything they have done but for something that some hired prophet thinks they might perhaps do in the future,How can this be justice?

4: -Any burglar facing a prison sentence of 6 months or more can demand a hearing before a jury so how can it be right or just that parents who risk losing their children for life to "forced adoption" are denied this option . Juries consider complicated medical evidence in cases such as murder, and compensation for injuries, also complicated tax laws in cases of fraud, and insider dealing. The simple decision whether a mother accused of risk of emotional abuse should keep her newborn baby or not would I think we must all agree be more likely to favour the mother if considered by a jury but records show that such cases nearly always favour the social services if decided by a judge. That is probably why juries are banned from the family courts but allowed to decide libel cases in other civil courts! To take a newborn baby from its mother and give it away for adoption by strangers is a far far worse punishment for her than any jail sentence as it condemns the mother to a life sentence and the baby to probable death later in life if it should require a kidney or bone marrow transplant or other medical attention in which a birth family member was needed but could not be located! How can this be justice?



The 4 obvious reforms would be:-
1;- Remove the gag from parents involved in family court proceedings
2:-Forbid judges in the family courts to imprison any parent without a public hearing.
3:-Abolish "risk" as a reason to remove children from a sane parent unless in addition to risk it can be clearly shown and proved that such children have already suffered significant physical harm.
4:-Any parents facing the possibility that their children could be removed for long term fostering or adoption without parental consent should have the right to demand that the final decision be made by a jury not a judge.Better still abolish forced adoption altogether !
Re K D [1998] 1 AC p.812 letter B Lord Templeman stated; ‘The best person to bring up a
child is the natural parent. It matters not whether the parent is wise or foolish, rich or
poor, educated or illiterate, provided the child’s moral and physical health are not
endangered. Public authorities cannot improve on nature

This is my blog dedicated to my five beautiful children and my experiences of forced adoption and neonatal death.
Let me explain my story. I have four boys and one girl. My three eldest boys were taken off me against my will and adopted because of government set adoption targets where local councils stood to be rewarded with large sums of money if they meet their targets. Targets put into force apparently to reduced the amount of difficult to place children left in foster care and children’s homes who would go from place to place children who had been abused in some way. This target system has been clearly abused and I am just one of the many families who this abuse of power and injustice has happened too. I must point out my children were never abused or put at risk by myself in any way shape or form. My papers say it was the likeyhood of emotional harm in long term thus because I had been in care myself and was in care when I had my first child this made me an easy target. My story starts like this.
I’m 27 now and I went into care at the age of 12 because I was deemed beyond my parents control because I had become a difficult child, I feel looking back I was having some form of mental breakdown - everything had just become to much for me to deal with and I started self harming. I learnt very quickly that being in care for me meant living out of black sacks and never really having anyone but myself to depend on but most of all never to enjoy anything or get close to anyone because as fast as you have it you lose it in a flash. I was very quickly getting around the uk in different homes, foster placements and secure units in all I was moved to 37 different placements in 5 years.
I also suffered a great deal in some of my placements.
At 12 years old I was placed in a adolescent unit which was a Monday to Friday placement young people went to respite homes or families at weekends but there was no place for me to go so I remained along with another girl. The unit was meant to be an open unit yet the doors were always locked and you were not allowed to leave.
I had no secure order nor was I subject to a mental heath section.
The unit was a place where everything had to be done via a meeting with staff and young people anybody could call the word meeting and you would have to go straight to the dinning room a sit in a circle. The person who called the meeting would have to explain why they called that meeting and end the meeting with meeting closed before you could leave.
The unit used a lot of medication to sedate young people if they felt there 'concerns' warranted medication.
one ex sample was a day a meeting was called over something I don’t really remember and a young person made a rude noise during the meeting, I was the youngest there and at 12 years old found this so very funny, straight after the meeting was closed a new one was opened where I was told they had concerns over my behaviour and I was to spend some time out in the exclusion room (a locked cell with just a bean bag and video camera on the wall watching me) I argued this and was told to take medication or be injected with a needle, being frightened I drank the orange and brown caps of medication and was left locked in this cell till the medication took effect.
confused and sleepy I was then approached by two staff who put there arms under my upper arms and dragged me up 4 flights of stairs leaving me on my bed to sleep the effects of the medication off.
This form of control and punishment happened to me often and for very minor offences.
Because this was a Monday to Friday placement there was no clothes washing faculties as parents and carers were expected to wash clothes on weekends while the young person was at home. There was no body to wash neither my clothes nor those of the other girl so we had to fend for our selves and find our own way of doing this task. We would fill a bath of water add shampoo and climb in the bath and stamp up and down on the clothes, we then placed them on the rads where it could take days for our clothes to dry enough to re wear.
another placement I was placed there twice during my time in care and on both times I was subjected to being tormented by one of the senior managers who would restrain me and tell me things such as my parents didn’t love me that’s why I was in care, I was fat and obese and would spend my life in and out of instusions, this would happen in the old secure unit which had been closed down and it would be just me and him locked in there as what was meant to be a key work session to help me address the reasons why I felt so bad I needed to harm myself. Again I had no secure order to keep me locked in a secure unit.
Another placement I was in, I along with another girl absconded from the unit to go to Notting hill carnival I was taken to a house lead to the basement by a man I never met before and was raped.
I arrived back at the unit in ripped clothing and very distressed. I was told off for going out without permission and ordered upstairs to have a bath and go to bed.
My attack was never spoken about again and I felt for along time that this was my own fault for going out. I was so dreadfully unhappy and alone stuck in a hell of a system I hated. another placement of mine was a foster placement, I had only been there a few days when it was agreed I could have a much needed clothing grant, I was so excited being one of four children on a run down council estate my mother god love her tried her best to provide but I never really got enough clothing as I needed. I showed my tiny piece of excitement to the lady and she was very harsh in telling me her children never received state clothing allowances and that it was wrong I should be made to earn pocket money and save to buy my own, I said getting a clothing grants was a small price to pay when you miss your mum and didn’t have your family with around you, she started to become cross and I was told to get out I told her in return I didn’t want to live in her home anyway that I was going to pack my bags and leave. she started crying and doing what I can only explain as a drama queen act, her husband came running into the room by which time I was on the stairs he picked up a broom a chased me to my room, frightened and upset I sat behind my bedroom door praying he wouldn’t smash his way in and beat me like my father once had done when I didn’t want to go to school. The following day I left this placement.
Another placement I where I was placed for over a year on a secure order because of my self harming.
I was placed and mixed with section 53 offenders murderers, sex offenders and arsonists one of them being told me stories of how she beheaded a dog, fried live hamsters and murdered a girl.
I was just a child in care not a disturbed criminal.
At 16 I fell pregnant I was admitted to hospital with chicken pox and that is where I found out I was 16 weeks pregnant! I was shocked but happy that I now had a chance to grow up and move on for the sake of this tiny baby there was no room in my life for self harm. I wanted to keep this baby.
during my stay in the hospital I was visited by my social worker and told that my baby would be born handicapped due to the chicken pox and I should have an abortion, I told my social worker that I would love my baby no matter how he or she was born. My social worker then told me if that was my choice she would not be helping me. I was discharged and moved to a children’s home where I continued having problems with my pregnancy and was in and out of hospital due to bleeding.
I lost a lot of blood and needed transfusions the problem was confirmed in a scan that I was bleeding from my placenta.
My social workers were informed but choose not to have contact with me by phone post or in person.
She was advised to find suitable accommodation as the home was not insured to keep me past 7 months. That deadline came and went and I was asked by staff where I wanted to go because they couldn’t keep me another day, I had no where to go except back home with my mum and siblings.
so 7 months pregnant with my pile of blacks sacks gone 9pm a staff member drives me to my mothers house and leaves me with my mum, no planning no nothing mum wasn’t expecting me there was no bed for me to sleep on.
My mum had to take my siblings and get a trolley push it to my grandmother’s house and ask to borrow a bed for me.
My family loaded it onto the trolley and pushed it all the way back home.
I continued to bleed and was in and out of hospital given more blood and at 36+5 days while already in hospital my waters broke. my social worker visited and sat on the end of my bed and inform me that social services were going to take my baby at birth and I would never see him again, I started to scream and midwifes asked her to leave the ward.
I asked my doctor was they really going to take my baby at birth she said quietly yes lowering her head, I asked how soon she said as soon as the cord had been cut I would not be allowed to hold my baby at all after trying for a painful 37 hours not to give birth my beautiful baby boy was born. After tearfully begging I was able to cuddle him and he was taken away. He had no court order or police protection order on him until he was 48 hours of age. At court social services said they wouldn’t allow contact with my baby as plans for him was adoption and that didn’t see it necessary for us to bond in anyway, they said if the court ruled I must have contact then it would only be safe to do so with the police and social workers present. It was pointed out by my legal team I had no criminal record nor was I a drug user or drinker and I had no history of harming children. The court finally agreed to limited supervised contact and I was able to hold my baby and feed him for the first time since his birth aged 3 weeks under the watchful eyes of social workers who watched my every move I made and documented every word or comment spoken to my baby. During the time my son child A as I'm only allowed to call him was place with a foster carer who abused him by smashing his head of a coffee table (witnessed and reported by a visitor in the carer’s house to social services). My baby was later brought to a contact session with a bump on his head when questioned I was told he banged it on the coffee table trying to crawl. My baby never crawled during my contact and I expressed my concerns. Another contact my baby was brought in by the foster carer clearly having difficulties breathing, I asked what was wrong with my baby and was told he had a cold! I said this wasn’t just a cold my baby needed urgent medical attention, with that the foster carer informed me he had seen the doctor the day before and was told it was a cold which would pass in a few days. She then handed us over to the supervising social worker and made her excuses to leave. Still unhappy and very concerned I told the social worker that I was happy for my contact to be cancelled but this baby needs a hospital and now! I was told no so I threatened to phone an ambulance myself following this comment the social worker agreed to us taking the baby to hospital. On arrival at the hospital my baby was rushed straight into resuscitation and given oxygen therapy. The nurse then removed his nappy to find baby A had nappy rash so badly his bottom was infected with blisters. It didn’t take an expert to tell me baby A had been left in long periods in wet soiled nappies but due to my limited contact this was not something I was able to pick up on. Baby A was kept in hospital for 13 days I stayed by his side alone day and night no foster carer or social worker visited at any time. Clothes and toys were provided by my family. Despite my strong protests baby A was discharged back to the care of the same foster carer. This broke my heart because I now knew baby A was not being cared for in the right way. 9 days later baby A was back in hospital with a life threatening form of meningitis again baby A had no visits clothes or toy brought by any social worker or foster carer. It was me and my family left to be by baby A’s side willing him to live and get better. Baby A was by now just 6 months old. After almost 3 weeks baby A had fought his way back with lots of love and was ready for discharge. I done everything I could to prevent him being returned to that foster carer but it wasn’t enough and he was returned.
A few weeks later I was informed baby A had been removed from his foster placement and placed with another foster carer because of abuse he had suffered at the hands of the foster carer. Social service verbally said sorry but this wasn’t and is not enough to make up for the suffering this defenceless baby suffered. The foster carer I was told by a social worker had been using drugs allowing other non approved people to ‘look after’ him and there had been no cot found in the house only a playpen used as a bed, the foster carer had her own children removed and I was told she would never be allowed to foster in the uk again. (She also had her children placed back with her after a period of time). Words cannot explain how I feel about this so I’m not going to try.
After along court battle I lost my son when the high court took my parental responabitly away from me and agreed to my son to be adopted on the grounds I withheld my consent unreasonably and there was a likeyhood to my child suffering from emotional harm in the long term due to my own past history. (How dare them!)
Aged 19 I had another child, but because my first born had been removed and adopted this child was removed at birth, and later adopted I have never been alone in a room with this baby ever! (What a sad thing to have to say).
Aged 21 I try to live my life and I’m pregnant and guess what? social services have concerns because of my past, although my baby was not removed at birth we had to go into a mother and baby foster placement together for an assessment the foster placement that started well broke down when I fell out with the foster carer who told social workers she didn’t want me in her home anymore as she felt it was effecting her relationship with her boyfriend who lived next door and because she couldn’t put me to bed at 7pm like her other foster children they never got to spend time together, (arr poor lady once again another credit to foster carers in our local council). The placement was becoming hard to bare she would removed clothes of my babies from his cupboard saying they were what she brought! Lies I had and still have the receipts she rationed baby C’s baby milk something yes she did buy as part of her duty towards towards him and she made it clear we was not welcome by refusing us entry to anywhere other than our bedroom, kitchen and bathroom. I begged social services to help move us some place else yet they didn’t care, what makes this worse is yet again a child of mine was suffering by the hands of a system meant to protect and safe guard children. The straw that broke the camels back was when she slammed a glass door shut in my face while holding a 3 month old baby I cherished so much I had no choice when social services would not help me and move me that night then to remove my child from a another crazy foster carer to protect him from harm.
Of course running away with him played into the hands of social services and this child ended up being adopted.
Later I became pregnant again sadly Tobias who was 6 days old died in my arms from necrotizing enterocolitis, a bowel problem in premature and newborn babies from my understanding of this it is not fully understood why nec occurs but its thought to be where the bowel is too immature to deal with digesting milk (I stand to be corrected if I’m wrong). Tobias was my brave angel six short days he came to stay so dearly loved yet unfairly taken away. A year later I gave birth to Tanesha who found heaven before life could begin her big brother waiting for his princess. Tanesha was still born at 24 weeks she had been breech sadly she became stuck and her little body just couldn’t cope with the stress of this. I say god took my angels so social services couldn’t.
I was blessed with five beautiful children each one of them loved and cherished so dearly, so very much wanted, each one that touched not only my hearts but those of my family and closest friends I will never forget them nor will I forgive those who directly caused my babies harm. Brokenfootprints is the path I walk now because without my angels my footprints will never be the same.
Some people reading this will say there is no smoke without fire if that is you please visit www.fassit.co.uk and www.forced-adoption.com also if you are a parent suffering with problems with social services and your children please also go to these sites trust me there really are people on your side.