Posting this as a double post - as it's massive, but I need to get it all out. 
Epic fail carb wise yesterday and no weightloss to report today. Harrumph!
Have been to the inaugural Parent Support Group Meeting with our ASD Inclusion Team today and it was, er ..... interesting.
Two very highly motivated parents wanting to smash the system and change things for the better kind of hijacked the meeting and accused the poor Inclusion Teachers of getting them there under false pretences. They read the invite in a completely different way to everyone else. Several people tried to explain that whilst comendable, it wasn't actually the purpose of the meeting, but there was no stopping them - no way to even get a word in sideways.
At that point I had enough and told them to remember that there everyone there had their own needs, some have very young children, others older, some are still reeling from dx, others are old hands and some are just not in a place yet where they have built up enough fire in their bellies to fuel a fight with the powers that be, well at least not for anything more than getting support for their own child. I explained that most parents of children with ASD will get there at some point, but there were many parents at the meeting who aren't au fait with the system, let along it's faults and they are there for support, not fighting. I suggested we form a sub-group, using the support group as means of funnelling parents' concerns to the people who do have the power to change things using them to challenge policy and provision.
That worked, they didn't pipe up at all for the rest of the meeting and one of the other parents came up to thank me and to ask what I did for a living, because I am obviously a very good facilitator. 
Truth, I was terrified, my heart was absolutely banging, my eyes filled up and my voice was shakey.
I waited an age to intervene, because I was too damned scared to get involved, but I'm glad I did.
After that we had a coffee break and never went back to the meeting. I noticed there were a couple of other parents who had put down the same school as me on the sign in sheet and saw one of them sitting in a group of three, so plucked up the courage to approach. Turns out there were three of them there, all from our school, all with children who have ASD. They are all still in the infants though and it was slightly unnerving, as they all seemed to assume that because my ds is older, I must know more. Sadly it seems they aren't getting the support they need in the infants. I had hoped things might have changed for the better - and it is better than it was, but it seems the school still has a looong way to go before you could say its ASD friendly.
Also got to have a long chat with ds1's inclusion teacher, who was lovely as always.
I think it went well in the end, the fact that people got chatting means we will all be more willing to open up at the next meeting. Am quite looking forward to the next one now.