Thank you to everyone who entered the contest 'How the Bach Flowers/Rescue Remedy save the day', they were great submissions.  Below is the winner, and in the next issues the runner ups entries will be included.

'In the 1990s a fitness/dance program called Physical Culture took root in our corner of Australia and grew like dandelions in May. My
daughter Eleanor, quickly became infected and was an enthusiastic student. Physical Culture has a very competitive aspect to it, replete with skin tight lycra and make up on pre-pubescent girls and I was not a good stage mum.
Despite my opposition, or perhaps because of it, Eleanor practiced with determination and eventually made it to the big city competition
in Canberra.
The big day arrived and we made the pre-dawn drive to Canberra. I failed mothering 101 for not providing professional hair styling or makeup and refusing to get a false bra, but despite her obvious
disadvantages, Eleanor made it to the finals.
By this time she was so wound up, she was quivering like a human tuning fork. I did what any good mum would do and reached for my ever present bottle of Bach Flower Rescue Remedy. I put 4 drops under her tongue and off she went for the final round of the day.
Eleanor made third, and I could see she was disappointed, but that's one of life's big learning curves, isn't it?
As we got into the car to head home she was still glowering and hissed at me,"I could have won that if you hadn't made me so relaxed!"