Is it too late to say Happy New Year? Well, folks, if you ever wondered how much can be packed into the start of a new year, let me assure you- it’s A LOT. I mean, who knew that January alone could be a whirlwind of wildlife, and woeful attempts at ice skating? Buckle up, because here’s a recap of my recent escapades in the community.
We started the year with a delightful visit from the Warwickshire Wildlife Trust. At the heart of Brueton Park, the Parkridge Visitor Centre offers everything needed for a great day out. Whether you're there for fresh air or wildlife spotting, the friendly team is always ready to assist. Their visit reminded us of the beauty of nature right on our doorstep-and of the importance of conservation.
From nature to nurture, I spent Christmas Day volunteering with Seeds of Hope, serving lunch to some truly incredible people. Jean and her team of volunteers embody the very best of our community. I had the privilege of sitting with a couple who had been married for 75 years and are now in their late 90s. I also sat next to another couple who got engaged that very day, which was adorable. They shared how they never thought at their age they could marry again-such a heartwarming reminder that love truly knows no age.
Then came the young people from the Apollo Centre, bringing boundless energy and enthusiasm. They even held a debate in the chamber! some VERY passionate discussions why homework should be abolished.
Speaking of heroes, I met the volunteers of the RNLI, who have raised thousands of pounds with their tireless dedication. If there’s one thing I took away from that visit, it’s that the words “dedication” and “determination” should be synonymous with “lifeboat crew.”
Next up, the unveiling of the Rotary peace pole at Forest Oak School- a reminder that yes, we could all use a bit more peace. But peace is more than a symbol. The peace pole stands as a call to action- one that reminds us to build bridges, not walls, and to choose understanding over fear.
Then, the Lohri festival! The beat of the bhangra was irresistible, and despite my sore limbs from my skating debacle, I found myself dancing. Well, moving enthusiastically in a manner that some may generously call dancing.
The Friends of Solihull Station are doing wonders in keeping the grounds clean- so if you fancy joining, roll up your sleeves! Next, I had the honour of sharing tea with the Inbetweenies’ Bereavement Group at The Tea Chest, a charming little tea shop in Olton. I highly recommend both the company and the cake.
Warwick Winter 2025 Degree celebrations followed, marking the university’s 60th anniversary- an incredible milestone! Meanwhile, the Knowle RBL Women’s Section had the parlour filled with giggles- what an inspiring group of women! These ladies are the very definition of service and strength, proving time and time again that women are the backbone of communities. Whether supporting veterans, fundraising, or ensuring that no one is forgotten. Their dedication is a shining example of how quiet, consistent acts of kindness and commitment shape the world around us.
The Shirley Sea Cadets, including a 98-year-old legend, left me in awe. If I have half their energy at that age, I’ll consider it a victory! I then attended the Holocaust Memorial Day event in Sandwell- an emotional and necessary reminder of the past, with the ever-dedicated Peter, the Deputy Lieutenant’s blind guide dog, by our side.
We also held our own Holocaust Memorial Day commemorating 80 years, where we heard Tomi, a survivor, speak of the atrocities that he and his family faced in Hungary. I also spoke on the 30th commemoration of Srebrenica and the haunting experience of walking past the graves of the 8,000 men and boys. I mentioned in my address that every atrocity begins with words: hateful rhetoric, discrimination, dehumanisation and the "othering" of entire communities. Because while racism and hatred may not always lead to genocide, every genocide begins with racism and hatred.
Lady Katherine Leveson Housing staff once again showed that true kindness is an everyday gift. And then, just when you thought things couldn’t take a turn for the unexpected- I was invited to sing with the Solihull Well-Being Choir. A soprano, no less! Let’s just say, for the sake of everyone’s ears, that a few more lessons might be required before I audition for The X Factor.
A fascinating exhibition by the Caribbean Family History Group is also on the horizon- don’t miss it later this year! History, resilience, and pride all wrapped into one.
And finally, my month ended at Maple House, where I fell completely in love. Not with a person but with Teddy- the school dog who is, quite frankly, the best boy ever. Maple School’s alternative SEND provision is truly something special, and Teddy is the fluffy cherry on top.
So, if you’re wondering if it’s possible to pack all of this into just one month, the answer is a resounding yes. And with that, we’re off to February, ready for whatever adventures and musings it brings!