A frantic phonecall this morning from a Guider in the district means that I've got to abandon my nice, warm chair by the computer - where I've been busy writing reports for once - and go and run Rainbows. I'm not sure quite what I've let myself in for. They are all little, all wear purple tabards, and bounce around like mini-ribena-berries. What's worse is that they all know my name and I don't know ANY of them. Yikes!
Thursday, December 02, 2004
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