“I’m very sad, mummy,” said Boy Three from his seat in the back of the car. We were on the way home last night – the night before St Valentine’s Day. “What’s the matter, honey bun?” I asked. This isn’t an unusual exchange. Often it’s the Worst Day in the World. […]
On the beginnings and endings of school days…
Change is a-coming. I can hear it approaching, rumbling the ground beneath our feet and raising a cloud of dust you can see for miles. I’m holding on tight so I don’t get blown away. It’s a big year for some of us. Boy Three is moving up from nursery to start the first of seven years […]