Or More Technically – Brownie!
From the age of seven through until nine, I was a Brownie. I remember desperately wishing I was old enough to join, and when I finally did, I hated it. I was constantly trying to devise plans so I could leave! While clearing my wardrobe in Brunei I actually rediscovered my old Brownie uniform. To my absolute amazement, it still fit – I really don’t know how it does! To keep in theme with my top, we spent the day lounging in trees and sitting in daisy fields. My beehived hair kept getting caught branches, but luckily I was able to escape twig-free! I definitely preferred today’s girl guide experience rather than when I was little – who doesn’t love a spot of tree climbing!