Hello, Today you find me struggling into my Spiderman suit (I’m trying to create a bit of a Halloween theme for this blog), it’s not a real suit, it’s imaginary, in fact it’s more an assortment…
Chris Parsons’ Blog
Ghosts and Spiders…
TrustWorks
Hello, ChangeWorks. I’ve often thought this could have been our name. It is all about change and creating a community that allows and supports change. Change takes time, initially lurking in the shadows, just allowing a…
Trickling Down… And Out!
Hello, Jez was in full flow, coffee slopping out of his mug “Chris do you think this dripping tap economic trickling down stuff works” I tried to remember a Maynard Keynes quote, but Jez was too…
Most Important Part Of The Day…
Hello, If there is one daily event at LandWorks that is perhaps the most significant of all that we do, then it is lunch. It all started on our very first day when five of us…
More LandWorks…
Hello, Wednesday morning. “I only got out of prison last week… it’s still a lot of bang up, no staff to open anything up, often behind my door for 23hrs a day”. We remain connected with our…
Oranges…
Hello, As often happens here, things just occur… Two crates of oranges arrived, dropped off by a great local organisation ’Food in the Community’. Quite a lot of oranges really! So, we started trying to hand…
SMEs…
Hello, This morning I am showing some visitors around LandWorks… “Can’t they all just get jobs? Mr Timpson the shoe repairer and that Virgin man do it so well” I get asked this quite a lot,…
The Piano…
Hello, Text arrives, Friday evening: from Harold whose been here on a placement for about 4 months… “Chris I’ve found an old piano for free if we pick up, you know how my mind works, I’ll make…
Beetroot, Puppies and Charity Walks…
Hello, “Yes, all right I get it. I know you don’t like working in the veg field.” “More I don’t like the mud on me hands.” “Err, gloves?” Silence, while we pull weeds out together, slowly…
A Sign…
Hello, A couple of months ago I quietly fixed a small sign close to the entrance of our main building. A couple of words carved into a piece of slate, and then waited for a reaction….
Meet Bod…
Hello, 8.36 am… “Mate, it’s Mark. I think I ate a dodgy takeaway last night, not going to make it in today.” Call me an old cynic if you like, but if I had a prawn…
Sunday, a day of change
Hello, LandWorks on a Sunday, a different place, a quiet time for reflection on something previously said… “Thing is Chris, you can’t just expect broken people to fix themselves, it doesn’t work like that.” Doris, LandWorks…