In my old life – the one with travel, no children and a flatish tummy – I spent lots of time on courses learning how to negotiate. I was a supermarket wine buyer and this was seen as an essential skill. I was never very good, always blinked first. However, I now realise these courses were hopeless. What we should have done was spend time with young children getting them out of bed and into school uniform in the mornings. Since becoming a mother I have become expert in the art of hard-core negotiation. Unless you count a promise to go to the village sweet shop after school as blinking first. Not sure I would have got away with that on the course.
This week I’ve donated our weekly wine monies to the following:
Hoping this helps the million newly-orphaned in some small way.