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We are looking for foster carers in the West Midlands including Herefordshire, Worcestershire, Gloucestershire, Powys, Shropshire, Telford, Dudley and surrounding areas...

We’re a friendly, family run, specialist fostering agency who offer high levels of support and training to enable you to offer a therapeutic family placement to a child. You can visit our website at to discover more information on becoming a foster carer.

Through the Forces you have gained a wealth of transferable skills and experience including but not limited to communication skills, handling difficult situations, faced challenging behaviour, mentoring and leadership, patience, listening and problem solving. These skills are invaluable, and could help to make a great difference to a traumatised child's life.

Our carers are an essential and highly valued part of our team. Both carers and young people receive a high level of support. In addition to your dedicated supervising social worker, you would also have access to a family support team, a behaviour specialist and therapeutic professionals within the team.

We will provide high quality training from a range of internal and external training professionals to assist you with your knowledge, understanding and give you practical advice and support to enable you to maximise your potential as a therapeutic foster carer.

Make a difference...Foster!    

For more information about a career in fostering, to find out about opportunities and information about Phoenix Fostering, attachment and developmental trauma and positive behaviour support visit our website or call Lisa for a chat 01568 771961.

We look forward to hearing from you. 

When a Carrot isn't Orange Enough

The following account is by a Phoenix Fostering family, giving their experiences of their very first placement in September 2010.

The Start

Despite all best practice and preparations there are just some things that swing in from left of field at the start of a fostering career and make it into the true challenge that it is. We coped, even though we say so ourselves, admirably with being sized up with suspicion, the outright objections and being told how much evil would be visited upon us in the days to come. These were, after all, early days.

Round Peas

It is relatively easy to manage obtuse behaviours, relatively easy to see these behaviours are born of part suspicion, part anxiety, part disbelief that any placement will be positive or beneficial. The thing that floored us was a simple thing, something that we would not -had you paid us – thought of, and something even the best training cannot prepare you for. You see the thing that floored us was a carrot – put quite simply it was not orange enough. It sat alongside the chicken breast that was the wrong shape and the peas that were green enough but not quite round enough. Food was our first-day, everyday challenge.

Seventy Sausage

Apparently there was absolutely nothing wrong with the cocktail sausages ordinarily reserved as treats for our terrier and lurcher. We know this because our child ate 70 of them whilst we were watching Coronation Street. No such luck with the next meal – a usually welcomed plate of not so healthy beef-burgers (day 3 and resorting to home-cooked fast food bribery). Beef-burgers are apparently okay if cooked by your ex-carer only; a problem given the ex-carer did not live with us. We had a hungry child and no obvious solution.

Pot Noodle

Answers to prayers come in many different and often unexpected guises. Ours arrived in the form of a culinary swear word (or to be more precise two culinary swear words) – Pot Noodle. Despite best efforts to give us the hardest of times and reveal only what was not liked, and no idea of what was, in a momentary lapse of concentration it was revealed that chicken pot noodles were a dietary “must have”. The checkout lady at Morrisons looked at us sadly as we saved her the tedious task of scanning each pot individually – there are 24 of them we announced proudly. 24 pots loaded, 24 pounds spent and 24 evenings with a ready food solution at hand.

Eat What You Like

We promised our child that we would never insist on them sitting at the table, this was a place you only sat when happy to do so. We promised you would only ever have to eat food you had said you enjoyed – after all we only cook what we enjoy so that is only fair. So each night we cooked. Each evening we watched as the food shape, colour, texture, smell were examined and inhaled. We listened as the faults were found, explored and reported back to us. My husband, who has patience untold and much more than me, would smile, say how interesting the explanation had been, remove the meal, open the cupboard and place a chicken pot noodle and a fork next to the kettle with the immortal words “Eat only what you like, there you go, we know you like that”.

Sunday Roast

It took three weeks before we found out that our child liked fresh fish, tinned tuna in pasta and salad. It took a further three weeks before we were joined at the table for the first time. It took a further 18 months before a full roast dinner was eaten without comment. However in all this time we did not have a cross word about food, neither did we enter into argument or battle because there would be nothing to win other than misery.

Food Smells

As an adult, and especially someone thankfully free of the experience of personal trauma, it would be easy to underestimate the importance of food and the role that it plays. It is not only a sustaining necessity in life, but also something that provides us with memories of places and people. It is a luxury that allows us to form habits and have favourite meals and most enjoyed smells. For the foster child this can be difficult. Food and smells can evoke bad memories we know nothing of. A child who has seen numerous placements might not have a favourite meal because they have never had time to form habits. They might have learnt early on that favourite things do not last or are not carried over from one placement to another. Sitting at a table might appear to be polite and respectful – to a child whose family never owned a table it could be a trauma untold.


If we have any advice to offer around the unexpected difficulties diet can cause (and accepting it relates to children old enough to choose) it would be to accept and respect your child’s choice, even if that choice flies in the face of mealtime convention. If chocolate is all they can face then chocolate it is – we have time to do 5-A-Day later when the colours and shapes are all right! We still smile when peeling carrots, and still utter the immortal words “orange enough or what?” and laugh out loud. Seems much longer than 2 years ago...

Great End Result

Now, over six years further on, the young person in question has left care, is at college prior to going to University, and has become a permanent member of his foster carers' household. As the carers' say, "we began our fostering journey by considering the benefits we would bestow. Arrogant really; little did we know what a positive return we ourselves would receive. Being therapeutic foster carers was an almost accidental choice. The best accidental occurrence ever!"
Last Updated ( Monday, 10 April 2017 )
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