There are never enough hours in the day! As a working, single mum-of-three, I’m kept very busy.
On Monday 15 June this year, I’d an appointment at 2.30pm on the other side of town.
Just before the school run! Typical.
‘Can you collect the boys?’ I asked my eldest, Lewis, 17.
A responsible lad, he’d collected his younger brothers, Brandon, 5, and Nathan, 9, before.
Brandon attends Orchards Nursery, finishing at 3.10pm, and Nathan’s up the road at Cherry Tree Primary, leaving at 3.30pm.
That morning, I dropped them off in the car, as usual. ‘Be safe!’ I smiled, waving.
Panic
On my way home that afternoon, at 3.15pm, I had a call from Lewis’ girlfriend, Jess, 17.
‘Brandon’s hurt!’ she panicked. ‘The railing at Cherry Tree’s gone through his…
