Here’s an updated version of a piece I wrote when I first started to blog. At the time I still worked in the hectic world of schools, and saw at first hand the difference governors could make.
Why be a school governor? Because the more our children succeed the better we’ll all be.
What’s needed? Time, enthusiasm, and the willingness to learn and work with others.
What else?
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Why be a school governor? Because the more our children succeed the better we’ll all be. What’s needed? Time, enthusiasm, and the willingness to learn and work with others. What else? If you are a UK resident you will need to: be over the age of 18; be prepared to…
Walking in Extremadura in the spring of 2018
Seven of us – female, and last together decades ago at school in Zimbabwe – leave our lives in England, South Africa, Spain, France and Australia, and head off for a week’s reunion in Extremadura.
The plan, born from a cyber whim, somehow, suddenly becomes real.
My apologies for the silence. The end of the year in London was such a rush that I failed to post a note on The Phraser about where I would be over Christmas and the New Year.
Another post from the back of the cupboard – this one is about Euro 2012, and listening to the commentary as England took on Italy. We were in the car, driving home along an almost empty M25 on the night of the big match.
In the summer of 2012 I visited Blind Veterans UK. Its story fascinated me…this is what I found.
The logo for Blind Veterans UK
Changing names is never easy. St Dunstan’s has had to move very carefully. Nearly a century old, and trusted by the blind, it shed its name in February to become Blind Veterans UK.
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The Olympics dust off continued…this, again from the early days of The Phraser, was how it felt after the Olympics had happened. I can still remember the vivid switch in mood.
London Olympics 2012
London raised its Olympic hat to the world, and found a new bounce beneath its feet.
The Games ignited the city with music, confidence, competition, and a collection of the most charismatic athletes the world could ever hope for. The fortnight exhausted us and then added new energy.
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Another piece from the early days of The Phraser. This one is my impression of London and the ‘mood’ before the 2012 Olympics. I’ve tidied it slightly but only to shorten a few of sentences.
London Olympics 2012
London’s high performance summer is about to begin. A Henman Hill mood carpets the capital…surprise at having got this far and anxiety about what happens next.
The weather is damp and dreadful – an oppression of rain – a familiar blanket for a public keeping its chin up, and disregarding all logistical odds. This is what Londoners understand – how to create miracles on a soggy island.
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Here’s another piece on Camden Lock Market’s West Yard. It was written in 2012 after a visit to the food stalls. I’d love to know if anyone has fresh news of the food there. There was such a great atmosphere when I visited.
Fresh food in Camden Lock Market’s West Yard
The food stalls in the West Yard of Camden Lock Market last Friday were all sunshine and service. It was a world food experience – a gap year in a lunch-hour…minus the alcohol.
If you have a London ‘to-do’ list that burst with parks, palaces, museums and big stores perhaps you might add Camden Market. It’s a day out to stretch the senses – a break from the big brands.
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