I was a girl guide when I was younger. I started off in the Brownies, old-skool with the brown tunic and the bobble hat and our meetings were in the TV room of my primary school. I don’t remember a great deal about Brownies, but I do remember moving on to the Guides when I was old enough, right about the time they brought in the new-look uniforms. Suddenly, it was all hoodies, baseball caps and CULOTTES.
The main thing I recall about Guides is the endless badge-competitiveness. Meetings were held in the dinner hall of the primary school round the corner from our house. I remember being a bit worried about that to start with because I’d only ever been in it once on voting day with my mum and it was a, whisper it, protestant school. Evidently, it was fine. The other day, whilst looking for something else from my past life, I found my Guides sash, complete with badges.
I don’t think I was in the Guides for all that long, as I was too preoccupied with ponies, but I achieved an impressive haul in my time there, I think you’ll agree. They are:
Collector (I collected carrier bags from around the world when I was a child. I KNOW).
Friend To Animals
The big thistle badge at the top is the patrol emblem. The line underneath that meant I was second in command of our patrol, which when you’re 12, is pretty big shakes. The brass trefoil badge you got for taking your Girl Guide pledge (love the Queen and God, do good, etc). I am not sure what the yellow trefoil badge was about – any readers know? I think it was some sort of challenge badge, but I am not sure what for.
Nostalgic. I don’t remember any of my friends being in Guides with me. I do remember having to sing round a flagpole and beetle drives. Good times.