Every evening this week I have kissed my boys goodnight well before their bedtimes and gone to spend the evening in the company of some other sibling children. Together we have shared a warm orange room with a wood burning stove. They have shared sofas and armchairs, blankets and hot chocolate with each other. And I have shared stories with them. Stories of naughty tortoise and clever monkey. And also - so, so common in traditional stories - stories of lost children, abandoned children, betrayed children. And how they get though, and survive, and thrive. Tonight is the last night. I will say goodbye to them, and they more importantly will say goodbye to their siblings and go back to the various care and foster homes where they are looked after, separately. May the road rise with them.

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