(You know the drill, all names have been changed.) Today, I’d like to tell you the story of my first job. My 15 year old self described the role once as ‘the maitre’d in a greasy spoon’. That about sums up my hatefully optimistic attitude to the whole thing. I still can’t work out whether it was incredibly gruelling work, or whether I was just … Continue reading The Castle on the Hill
(As per, all names have been changed to protect the identities of those involved). When I was 6, my nan showed me a picture of my mother from her childhood in Belgium. She was sat in formation with about 30 other girls, dressed in immaculate blue uniforms with white neckties, and a perfect scale model of the Taj Mahal between them. Later that evening, my … Continue reading Brownie Points: Girl Guides For (and Against) the World
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