I’ve always considered myself pretty switched on. You know, intelligent, brainy, knowledgeable…a geek. At high school, I was in the top 10 for maths, and my love of knowledge and learning didn’t diminish as I went into sixth form or university. Although I didn’t get all A* grades, or a first, I still thought I was pretty smart. Until recently. Let’s just say, I realised that I couldn’t ever be a spy or detective. My sister organised a day of birthday surprises in Birmingham, with my birthday pressie from mom and dad tied in too. Starting with a lovely hour of retail therapy, coffee and catching up, we headed to eat (my treat from Emma) before driving 30 minutes to Sutton Coldfield, for a surprise afternoon…
