Of course I do not really need to explain the stress of dropping a 4-month-old baby off at crèche before racing into the morning traffic. A vivid memory is of scraping the ice from the car in pitch black at 06h30 while that precious bundle slept in her Maxi Cosy, to be given to a carer while I went off to work. I did not even need to work financially which makes it even more unforgivable. Actually my daughter has not been harmed at all by the experience and is hugely sociable and popular and the big mama who ran the crèche was a delight. It was the emotional baggage that I carried around needlessly that caused the problems….for many years to come …

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