Dance like no-one is watching
Another Sunday morning and after numerous games of chess, draughts, I-spy and putting the world to rights Broadley style, my wee rugrats have finally succumbed to the chill out zone (aka the sofa). Now that I have some time, I can reflect on a wee party we attended last night. Getting involved in school events is a bit like a rock and a hard place – you really want to help out but you either don’t have the time or sometimes sadly the inclination or enthusiasm. Anyway, I helped along with all the other usual suspects. And what a great
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