Back to school
It’s been quite a week. The Eleven Year Old and The Four Year Old have both started their new schools. I for one was anxious, about ‘THE FIRST DAY’, but also quietly confident that they would be brave and find their way through the confusing onslaught to the senses and emotions that new experiences such as these bring. It seems slightly surreal to me that I can remember my own experiences of starting both Primary and Secondary school so vividly and yet already I have children who are now going through this themselves. Am I really that old. Yes I am. I have been asked on many occasions what I will do with all this spare time that I will now surely have on my hands. Well, first and foremost, I plan to give myself a little rest after the trauma of getting two boys equipped and ready for this week. DO NOT underestimate how much effort and concentration – not to mention cash – is required to kit out two children to start new schools....