Brighton5 as it happens consists of (among many other things):
1. Writing the partnerships deck (presentation) for potential sponsors and partners
2. Writing the script for the crowdfunder video
3. Attending Anxiety in Teens session (see previous post)
4. Rewriting the script for the crowdfunder video (after the Anxiety session)
5. Editing the photoshoot we did last Saturday (and waiting for the teens to send over their other pictures)
6. Doing the VAT (yup)
7. Meeting amazing local parents and entrepreneurs with myriad skills, who want to get involved
8. Creating XL spreadsheets to remember everything (double yup)
9. Research: watching super-well-crafted Netflix documentaries incessantly and taking good notes
10. More research: watching teen TV shows with my kids, incessantly asking WHY they are cool
11. Even more research: Listening to recommended podcasts and writing mad scribbles
12. Writing this blog
13. Filtering the WEIRDEST spam comments from this blog (gotta love a bot!) – how fitting this item is no.13
14. Going to the supermarket, making dinners, washing uniforms, tidying the crap off bedroom floors (occasionally)
15. Preparing to speak live on Radio Reverb this Saturday 3rd March – sometime between 10 and 11 with Josie who hosts ‘The Mothership’, where I will be plugging Brighton5 and bigging up their Reverbathon.
Make sure you listen in. If you can’t we will record it anyway. And edit out my nervous gaffs, I am tired after all.

This week is full, once again. No zero days. By full, I mean thinking time and collaboration time. The world of Brighton5 is evolving rapidly- alongside some amazing local collaborators. And my time is taken up thinking, mapping, scheming and dreaming with these wonderful people.
For any working parent, half term can be difficult to juggle. My half terms seem to combine random teenage demands with me moaning myself into a stupor about about the state of their bedrooms. For years I have told myself to book the time off. To down tools and be there for the kids. But that never quite happens. I might get a day or two – but that usually ends up with me tackling jobs in the house I wouldn’t normally have time or inclination to do, not properly interacting with the kids at all. So, here we are again, at the end of the half term week and I am in exactly the same place as I always am – slightly defeated, spun out of my routine, wondering if my teens will ever clear up their rooms.