Lucy Stevens

Moon landing (part 2)

The second part of a blog descibing how alien a new foster family in a new country can be and how that feeling can be overcome with love, teamwork and perseverence.

By Lucy Stevens on February,28th 2018

Moon landing (part 1)

I’ve often thought that, for our foster son, coming to live with us must have been like being plucked from his bed and finding himself firmly ensconced on the moon. This is not because we are particularly strange per se but because of all the foreignness we came wrapped in.

By Lucy Stevens on February,14th 2018

Shades of grey

Foster carers inhabit a strange world. It is one where black and white don’t exist in isolation but bleed into one another.

By Lucy Stevens on January,16th 2018


Our regular blogger Lucy Stevens wrote this poem after being inspired by one of her fostering service's foster carers who she says is doing amazing work

By Lucy Stevens on June,13th 2017

The Interview

The day, when it arrives is cold and wet, unremarkable in many ways for January. But this day is remarkable because it’s the day that’s been looming over us for six months. It’s the day of our foster son’s substantive interview at the Home Office.
By Lucy Stevens on February,3rd 2017

​Mountains to molehills

When our child first arrived six months ago he could not speak a word of English. He was completely silent and understood very little of what we tried to communicate. He wore a permanent look of mistrust and uncertainty which made his features brittle and often impenetrable.
By Lucy Stevens on January,6th 2017

The big screen

I’m misleading you a little this week because I’m not going to be blogging about the cinema. Though what I’m attempting to describe was at times as surreal to me as something you might glimpse on the big screen. This week’s blog is about the Home Office screening interview that all children seeking asylum in the UK need to attend.

By Lucy Stevens on August,25th 2016

A child arrives from overseas

We’ve all seen it on the news. We’ve watched the exodus of men, women and children with a mounting sense of horror and helplessness. We know that there are thousands upon thousands of children displaced from their homes and everything they’ve ever known. We know many of these children are on their own, traumatised, bewildered and afraid.
By Lucy Stevens on July,27th 2016