You, me, us.
I spent my early youth fending for myself. My mother and father split up when I was twelve years old, leaving my mum to bring up four kids. Poor mum, we kids surely test her wits! I say ‘poor mum’ although she never complained and ensured we all had opportunity for learning and fun. If we kids needed something, we asked. If you don’t ask, you don’t get … Since those early days, I’ve always…










