When I first started uni my mother sent a parcel down to me through the post- a forgotten item from home, perhaps; a Travis CD maybe, my Barbie alarm clock peut-être?  All vital belongings…

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Last weekend we voyaged south to support my husband in the London Marathon- it was 25 degrees and I was slapping factor 50 on the kids like it was going out of fashion.  Tonight, I…

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I have had an epiphany of sorts. Don’t worry, I haven’t got religious festival dyscalcula; I know it’s Eastertide… Last week we went up to visit our native homeland to share the Easter weekend with…

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I remember the first time I experienced feelings of shame. I was in Reception class, and for the crime of helping to fill my friend’s Fireman Sam lunchbox with water in the school toilets at…

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5th September 2017 Today marks 5 years since I enrolled on my teacher training course, and 3 years before that, since I walked down the aisle with Mr Dubs, and 67 years before that, since…

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