I spent the weeks leading up to Christmas wandering around watching all the hurly burly as usual. People dashing around, pushing and shoving each other, banging into each other with huge bags of shopping and generally showing a great lack of goodwill. Sometimes if I was tired I just sat on the steps around the statue of Eros in Piccadilly. People stampeded past without a second look at me or … read more
Residential Child Care
Where Else Would I want to be on Christmas Day?
by Dr Keith J. White
It has been my privilege in the past twelve months … read more
