Every child has a place, every child has a voice at Brownies.
How can we become who we so desperately want to be, at the expense of nobody and nothing else?
Recently, I was out on an adult-only evening which involved completing a meal in its entirety, whilst simultaneously engaging in civilised conversation, when my very adult friend asked if I would like to join her new book club. A book club? [I scoffed]. Now there's a laugh. Isn't that where grown-ups meet on a regular basis to unlock the… Continue reading Diary of a Wimpy Mum
It's New Year's Eve and I'm feeling the pressure. A pressure that can only be experienced at the turn of each year. One that has matured over time, this pressure is no longer about securing a drunken pub-lic snog or even whether or not I manage to stay awake until the clock strikes twelve. It's… Continue reading 362 Day Resolve