I have to start this blog with a confession. Nothing too shocking but I must state that I have never been very supportive of women’s days and women’s groups. In fact, I have actively avoided having anything to do with them. But I am starting to question that strident position.
I was brought up in a very modern household in many ways. It may have been the 1970s and my mum and dad had traditional roles. Mum stayed at home to raise the two daughters and dad ran his own business. It was anything but a traditional upbringing. My mum taught us from a young age that both daughters could do anything they put their minds to. My parents never ever said ‘but you can’t you’re a girl’.
This led to some interesting moments. I had guns as well as teddy bears, I played on the primary school football team…
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