Intrepid Explorer...

As you can see, Arlo was very nervous and frightened, timid and terrified at the idea of checking out his pre-school.

He couldn't leave my side. Clung to my leg and trembled with fear shouting 'no Mummy, I don't want to go to this nursery, pleaaaaaaassssssssse Mummmmmmmmy'.

Aye right. Couldn't get rid of me fast enough, more like!

After this picture was taken, he befriended a lovely wee girl called Nina. The pair of them held hands and went running out into the garden leaving weeping and wailing children in their wake. For some reason even visiting the nursery was too much for them to cope with. Bunch of molly-coddled milk sops if you ask me!

It all seems very, well, official and school like (that's because it's part of a school...dur) - I have to call everybody Miss Suchandsuch or Mrs Whoozit which all seems a bit, well, old fashioned. They're only nursery teachers for God's sake!

Everything's changing! Help!