I'm still waiting for the AR meeting for DS2, bjk. In theory, it should be a straight transition from one site of his indie SS to another. The LA don't plan to send anyone to his AR meeting. So pretty straightforward, right?
I wish. None of these fuckers know their arse from a hole in the ground.
The LA agreed back in October that DS2 could stay on the statementing track. So of course, last week they sent the school all the forms they need to help convert his statement over to an EHCP. I remind the school that DS2 is keeping his statement - school starts to flap, "well, they've sent us the forms so we'd better fill them out, right?"
- "No, they're EHCP conversion forms, full of carroty crap like "My Story" and "Tell us what your child does well," "Tell us about your child's specific needs in 250 words or less, ideally in Japanese haiku poetry" - we don't need to fill these out, we sorted all this in October. Can I speak to the head?"
- "No, head's unreachable, working out how to contort herself through the latest insane hoop put in place by Ofsted. Oh, and the AR meeting? She can't make it, we'll have to reschedule."
- "Riiiight. You do realise this is a phase transfer? And there's four weeks to go before the LA have to do their thing? And the reason I asked you to hold this meeting back in November was precisely to avoid this sort of three-ring shambles, to avoid giving the LA getting even the slightest pretext for dismantling DS2's highly specified and quantified statement?
- "So when will you be filling out these forms?"
spontaneously combusts
So I've got no AR meeting, two organisations hellbent on transferring me over to an EHCP - despite clear and present warning that it ain't going to fucking happen - and only one person who actually understands this process.
Me. The one who hasn't been given nearly £1 million by the DfE purely to help with training. The one who hasn't had three days of school-mandated CPD. The one who fits in working out this system whilst caring for two disabled DSs, running the home, and holding down a full-time job in part-time hours. The one who doesn't sleep at night worrying about this shit.
But I'm also the one who does have you lovely MNSN people to help me work out which way is up, and thank you for it 
I think we'll get there in the end. But sometimes I wonder how so much money can be spent on so many fuckwits to such little effect. I really do.