Doing our LEVEL BEST

Jill and I, top row and left, led our team of managers of the Kirklees government section that provided services to disabled people, in the 1990s.

Disability Services included day and residential centres, equipment and adaptations to their homes, WORKLINK to get integrated employment, daily meals, care at home, social work and housing.

I have very fond memories of our time together and the dynamic team we created that made a difference in so many people’s lives.

We were fortunate and known for a programme of work (LEVEL BEST) to be able to involve disabled people in telling us what they wanted from the services leading to a series of innovations, including ….

– information service

– advocates to help people understand and get the services they needed

– community based daytime activities

– integrated housing

– disabled people’s electronic village hall providing access and training to computers

– a shop selling equipment

– accessible transport service to the wider disability community.

…and a conference to pass on our learning to other organisations.

We were a wonderful team, at a special time who found ways to do things differently .

Thanks guys.

Footnote

LEVEL BEST was a campaign of different methods such as: a reference group, market research panels, public meetings, interviews, to involve disabled people in telling us what they wanted from a reorganised public service. It led to a business plan and fundamental reorganisation of the overall service.

After footnote

That was thirty years ago. Unfortunately the money available to provide such services is reduced and demand has increased. Political priorities change. People are however continuing to provide essential services in difficult circumstances.

Phew

Todays team gather for an important job
It’s a long way and tight tight tight.

Left a bit, straight, right a bit, wiggle it in and out….

Home at last.

You wouldn’t believe I’ve experience of reversing up narrow Yorkshire streets, often between parked cars.

This was so stressful.

I’ve got the Ambassador into the garage before, but not just after I’d spent a small fortune on having the car re-sprayed and renovated.

Makes one nervous.

Well it’s done and now I can go on holiday.

Metamorphosis Ripple effect.

The newly named ‘Radical’ needs protecting from the sun, rain, trees and other animate and inanimate objects.
First stage: waterproof cover found after the third attempt. Dont ask.

Nothing is straightforward, it’s India.

Sowbaghya aka SB gave it to the paper collection man as scrap.

Next …

… job is to clear the garage and obstacles (plants, furniture, two wheelers) from outside, to make the drive drivable.

I’ve accumulated so much stuff.

In my defence, I have lived here the longest in my whole life. That’s fifteen years.

One step closer.

I leave for the U.K. in two weeks and plan for radical to live there. Given the regular downpours we’ve had she should have moved in previously

I’m well suited to India.

I’m expert at putting jobs off.

Metamorphosis Seven

The beauty arrives

Manjula’s Car rises again.

I bought it for her ten years ago.

Satish and I had searched Karnataka and eventually found it in Mandya District (near Srirangapatnam).

We needed it, as due to her health Manjula couldn’t safely and comfortably continue to ride pillion on my two wheelers.

We joked that not unlike the Bollywood movie — ‘Driving Miss Daisy” there was a chauffeur ( in our case a white old, not a black guy) and not an aged white woman as passenger but a brown ageless Indian beauty — my MAnjula.

It’s arrived at our house now….