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First journey to school
I am sat on a train. Four rows in front of me is my daughter, Helen. She has told me we must sit apart and act like we we don’t know each other.
September 14, 2020
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Childhood memories of the school run
Following six weeks with no school run, I once again find myself battling through traffic for thirty minutes, twice a day as I drop my eldest daughter off in the morning and collect her in the afternoon. I say undertake. Tolerate is a more accurate word.
September 28, 2016
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