Year 11 boy

Last year in uniform. I still have to kick his legs to make him smile nicely but he was happily resigned to getting organised for a photo well before he needed to so I could go to walk Rosie. Extra is first day of Reception. Pretty much the same spot on the patio but for some reason Joe was an essential feature of this photo shoot. It has been some years since Joe has allowed himself to go into the garden.

Anyway, first day of year 11 was (as with practically every other year) “fine”. There is a new English teacher and no other shared news.

After my walk, work, met Cat for a coffee but time didn’t allow many topics to be covered (gardens, upcoming 21 year old daughters), we did manage happily quiet sons though. Then more work, gorgeous swim in a sunny and flat sea, pizzas, breaking bad. Nice.