But what happens when your ‘team’ is me, myself and I?

I’m referring to the fact that our immediate family unit consists of me and a 9, soon to be 10, year old.

With all the will in the world, sometimes a curve ball happens! Sprog and I’s weeks are planned and scheduled in advance and I have the awesome support of a local Mum who child minds pre/after school for me.

But children get poorly; and this week, best laid plans have gone out the window. Tonsillitis has come to visit.

Plans get shuffled. I had to let someone, a colleague, down – being a Mum had to come in front of a ‘work commitment’ however wretched this made me feel.

At these times I really miss being a ‘team’!