My colleagues are all going to spar, but not me. I simply can't stand the thought of it. It makes me feel that I'm a bit odd. I'm not keen on being touched. I left my hairdresser because he insisted on kissing me. I thought to myself " your my hairdresser, not my friend" if I'm honest I'm not keen on going to the hairdresser at all and all that touching. I go because I'd look a right mess if I didn't. The thought of a massage fills me with dread. I'm happy to hug a very close friend or colleague, I'm a real hugger with my children, grandchildren and close family but all this social kissing and spar days leave me cold.
Good Morning Saturday 1st August 2026
What was directly across the road from the school you went to?
Burnham to tell schools in England to adapt teaching to local business needs- what do you think?




