April 30th 2021 would’ve been Captain Tom Moore’s 101st birthday; in recognition and in remembrance of his achievement, a new challenge was announced by his family. They challenged ordinary folk to complete a hundred somethings to raise more funds for The Captain Tom Foundation – ‘whether you bake 100 cupcakes or walk 100 laps – help celebrate Captain Tom’s achievements.’ The official ‘Captain Tom 100’ has now finished, but I’ve challenged myself to write a 100 word blog each day for 100 days. I started on May 1st and when I complete my task, I’ll donate £100 to his Foundation.
It’s difficult to realise it was a different world, my past, it was indeed a foreign country. At secondary school, when we were eleven we did dance; we wore short tunics in primary colours, with flared skirts and matching knickers. An elderly lady played the piano as our teacher instructed us; we felt foolish and ridiculous, it was so idiotic. We did as we were told, most of us, and learned the movements and galumphed around obediently to the sound of the clonking piano. Everyone hated it, but we did our best, and did our best until we left school.