I remember my first driving lesson. A quick rundown on how to use the clutch, accelerator and brake and we were off. Trundling down a fast country road at about 5 miles an hour in first gear. Utterly unaware of the traffic around me because I was concentrating on clinging to the steering wheel for dear life. Starting early for safer driving Young Driver teach 10 to 17 year olds to drive in a full size car. The logic is that it’s not age, but experience that causes one in five new drivers to have an accident within six months…

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When I look back at my childhood, most of my memories involve swimming. That was my sport. Training sessions took place once or twice a day everyday. Before school, after school and at the weekends. Hours and hours of swimming up and down the pool. Racing, representing the club or the county. Up and down, up and down. And the number of swimming costumes I used to get through doesn’t even bear thinking about. When history repeats itself A few weeks ago, I filled in a form on my old swimming club’s website. They take children from five years old…

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Well that was that, the Summer holidays are over and it’s time to get back into a routine. This time, I’ve got 15 hours a week with no children. I had visions of getting everything done with time to spare. Never being behind with work and being ultra-organised. But of course, nothing ever goes to plan. The driving lesson We rounded off the school holidays with a fun-packed day on Saturday. Libby went to a wonderful birthday party where she was able to interact with lots of different creatures. She was very proud that she’d held a snake, several lizards…

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Since Libby started school, reading has become part of our morning routine. She brings a book home every day and we sit together to read it. There was a stage where it was a bit of a chore. She’d moved on from the simple books she used to read to ones with a more exciting story. But they were also longer and more difficult to read. The turning point Before Easter, we saw Libby’s teacher for a parents evening. Libby had slipped from being in an advanced reading group, to being slightly behind where she should be. So, I decided…

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This is a collaborative post. Isn’t it amazing what an impact a seemingly insignificant moment can have on your life? For me, it was a decision taken by a primary school teacher. When all my friends moved up into the next class after the summer, I was to go into a different class with children a year older than me. Handwriting and self-esteem I went into that class as a confident child with lots of friends who was doing well academically. I could read well for my age and my writing and drawing were fine. But that was the problem.…

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