Six things your daughter will learn playing rugby

I’ll never forget the look my parents gave me when I told them I was going to start playing rugby. I could see them battling with a range of emotions. Shock turned to confusion. Confusion turned to concern. And concern turned to panic. To be fair, that look was warranted. When I approached them with … More Six things your daughter will learn playing rugby

The boy in the pink tutu needed me. And I failed him.

Sometimes you’re thrust into situations you’re not prepared to tackle. You’re forced to think on your feet. Sometimes those situations are superficial in nature. Twix jumbo chocolates are half price. They’re right there in front of you. Help. Sometimes those situations are significant teaching moments. Like last week for example. I’m work as a nanny … More The boy in the pink tutu needed me. And I failed him.

I’m a chick. I play rugby. This is how it’s changed me.

First of all, dear readers, I need to apologise. I’ve been slack. I haven’t written as much as I would have liked to. If I’m being honest with you, my creative juices just haven’t been flowing. I’ve had a bit of writers block. Every time I sit down to write or I have an idea, … More I’m a chick. I play rugby. This is how it’s changed me.