Log Blog

I'm phoning up Chief Executive's , if only they could see me. Hair tossled, shorts and tshirt, unshaven, Linda in agony, the dog needing a walk- badly, but there's all these emails addressed to the newly elected Chair- me.

So there I am, finding my way to Norwich cathedral this week, for a strategy meeting with my team.

Grassroots. 28p an hour I get as a full-time carer. But so many years running my own training and development company. I know what I am doing. I use all my skills, the magic that is still there. We say, with passion and anger : No More - not another minute, this is changing.

Some are fighting for their children, some for themselves, barely able to sit up don't you know; this is for us and Joss , Carol , Nigel , Pearl, Theresa , Hilary....I tell you.

A few of us, that's all, dwarfed by the mighty Cathedral spire, a speck in time. A spark , a revolution.

It's good to be back !!!