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Let's get the negativity out of the way 1st - England are out of the world cup. It's not the end of the world especially to all the people around the world suffering in silence at the moment. The one thing I love about the World Cup is the weird and wonderful stories that appear - the seizure of Uruguay's caramel spread, the family with six fingers and toes keeping them all crossed for Brazil. Whether they are true or not remains to be seen but you do have to laugh at them. For me the best part of Brazil holding the World Cup is the highlighting of the plight of young people in Brazil. That may sound strange but had Brazil not being hosting the World Cup, the world would have remained ignorant to the plight of the young. It makes SoccerAid and the work of Unicef even more important. Never, ever underestimate the power of sport and if you are in a position to be able to make that difference then you should. Today I have been involved in a debate about players having the ...

We survived... the EXAMS!!! Hope you all did too. Give them a big massive hug and give yourselves a huge pat on the back.We shall see how much the government manipulates the results in August. I don't know about you but I am sick of education going round in circles in the UK. In my humble opinion we don't compete with the rest of the world because of the yoyo politics of this country. As always the first thing to be hit by the MPs is education and who do they blame for the failures - the teachers, the parents and even the children rather than themselves. Ofsted is being used as a political whip to beat teachers into submission. Give them a break!! I can't imagine having to motivate 30 children all at once, can you? It takes all my energy to keep two motivated especially towards the end of term. What I would like to see is an independent panel comprising of academics, teachers and industry bosses that look at the overall demand for the workforce and what skill...

So it is Sunday afternoon and that time of the week again when I sit down and write my blog. So much has happened this week but first, here in the UK it is Father’s Day. In our house this brings very mixed feelings. As a single Mum it’s a day when I want to celebrate all that is special about my Dad yet I know that it’s not really a special day for my eldest. His father decided he wasn’t going to see him anymore at four and a half years old. Contrary to popular belief us single Mums are not tyrants and don’t use our children as weapons. He was my childhood sweetheart and I loved him dearly – for me it was for life but for him, I was just one in a long line of women some of which were my so called friends. He wore me down without me even knowing it.  When I finally plucked up the courage to go it alone, it was the hardest decision I had ever made. I went down all the correct channels, solicitors and access arrangements. I learnt a very important lesson in life during th...