• This story reminds me of a situation I found myself in. I was fostered in 1975 by a white working class family with two boys. I was in the middle age wise. Older was 15, younger was 5, me aged 7. Our mum was on speed dial with short term fostering. One day a beautiful baby girl, I think she was about 18 months turns up called Mdupi. She was only with us for a couple of months. But me and little bruv feed, played, changed nappies and paraded Mdupi everywhere.. she was such a bundle of joy. When Mdupi’s birth mum collected her (after serious operation then convalescence) was so impressed with how our mum took care of her precious little girl.. I hope Mdupi is living her best life, she probably doesn’t remember us, but we never forgot her.

    /csb

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