It's a busy time, where everyone is up, arisen barely half an hour ago, but still, up and about. There is that noise that you get in shopping precincts, buzzing bodies are busy all doing their own thing.

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It’s a busy time, where everyone is up, arisen barely half an hour ago, but still, up and about.  There is that noise that you get in shopping precincts, buzzing bodies are busy all doing their own thing.

        The little children are talking gibberish and holding on the pram while the mum chooses the direction.  Only she knows they have milk around their mouths, dry and crusty, the sort that won’t rub off with just a tissue.

        The school is not really school but is a school to learn, play and share and basically to have fun.  The mum and child can both enjoy it.  

The mum enjoys it as she gets rid of the little nuisance for the morning and get a chance to catch up on the latest ‘goss’ with their friends, later pottering on to the hairdressers.’

        The child can enjoy it as they get to catch up with all the ‘goss’ about fire man Sam and Thomas the tank engine whilst building the twin towers with Duplo blocks, later moving on to a drink of milk to refresh the moustache and a custard cream biscuit.

        Both meet up once again for lunch and to greet their little brother in the pram.

The job, is a pre-school leader, working only half a day, but said to be enough.

Her name is Bronwen Flood, pre-school leader for nearly 10 years.  She is 5“3 and has blonde coloured hair,  She is of very slight build  and when the wind blows you can hear her as the wind whistles through her ribs

Whether it be snow, wind, sun or rain the determined leader arrives at work on time every morning.  Her body is like a mileage gauge, clocking up many miles a year.  Only with this model the mileage makes no difference, just gives a rough idea of how far the journey is.  She averages 2 miles there and 2 miles back, with an extra quarter of a mile added on for the way home, as she diverts to do the banking.  Extra minutes are added to her journey each morning as she stops to greet her early morning ‘friends’, the cats on the route, waiting to have their chins tickled.

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Bronwen wasn’t always a pre-school leader.  She worked for the Police for many years before taking a break to raise her two children.  When the eldest started the local pre-school, Bronwen decided to offer her services as a helper.  She became part of the furniture and was offered the job of Leader of the group when the two ladies in charge decided to retire.  Bronwen and a colleague became the new Leaders of the group.  Ten years later she is still there, along with the same colleague.

She comments on her  employment as follows, “The job was originally ...

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