You denigrate, demotivate and worse, agin!

You can't read this clearly here but it's Firkin's ( ret'd Primary teacher and now reincarnated as Mother Teresa of Calcutta) hand writ note to Prestige Carers who look after Pa at the house (Peterborough C C preferred and largely paid in their appreciated largesse) Mostly lady Carers of 21 Nov 12
'Dear Carer's (stet),
Please do not give dad the bottle of milk during day - he does not drink from it
T. You.(stet)
M.D.'
Maria the kindly Portguese newly arrived here in UK, a Carer, who has a lovely little girl and bought Dad underpants when I took the old terrible stained and tattered ones from the house cause she knows where to get the ones he wears AND I PAID HER FOR THOSE TOO 'CAUSE YOU DIDN'T MAKE MONEY AVAILABLE AS BLOODY USUAL, she, Maria from Portugal, replies
'@ (unclear symbol) Marie sorry but your Dad request all the time the bottle milk and if the carers not give to him; he is very upset! (verbatim) (stet) Maria (Carer)
21.11.12'
Back off! Demotivation, giving orders, pontificating, knowing better.
Carers follow protocol and policy .... and the law. Their ethics are not yours. They are theirs, take yer Pboro Market slings and arrows away with ye when you retreat.
Prestige Carers and Prestige the company knows what they and it can can't should and shouldn't do. They LISTEN and they HEAR the old Submariner, 'it registers', not with you tho' - and THEY give him milk which by the way AS YOU well know IS NOT YOURS and NOT FERKIN PAID FOR BY YOU!
It's MY freekin' milk, MINE GERRIT! Me own! La mia, mon lait! Mon!
AND IF POPS WANT TO JUNK IT OR TURN IT INTO CURDLED WHEY, THEN LEAVE HIM TO DO IT.
Simple!
You wanna alienate the whole of mankind including the Holy Father and Lord McAlpine?
No, you can't achieve that. Less than that I'd say.
Even with JHD and the ghosts of Henry past (May God rest his soul)
Which planet are you on Joan of Arc?
Leave them ALONE! Git yourself off somewhere before you damage someone again or their befall upon you more reper cushuns!
Lost track of objective. It's to help Dad's life be as meaningful and pleasant as poss! It ain't to display your peacocksd feffers or begin to tell US all what we can do and what we can't do ... and the chick I am going out with in addishun to me wife, or the pint of porter I'll have or won't have, and to tell uffers that I'm an alcoholic when it's eff all to do wiff you and I am quite able to detect it meeself AND it's firkin libellous stoopid!
Bet your ace at Caligraphy. Read up on his fate, his latter days, Calligula's that is.