It might seem a provocative title, but it is something that I have wondered about on and off throughout my adult life. As a new mother in the 80s, keen to pursue my career in medicine as well as attempting to be a good enough mother (oh how I wish that I knew about Winnicott at… Continue reading do working mothers really matter?
Yesterday I went to Wembley to watch a football international. No big deal you may think (although as a football enthusiast I might say that football at Wembley is always an event), but yesterday was unique. It was the first time that England’s Women footballers had played an international at the new Wembley stadium. And… Continue reading a coming of age