Nine

Bailey’s ninth birthday today. This is not him celebrating but it is him setting off the new bedding, curled up like a furry ammonite first thing this morning. He might have had a very little bit of cheese as a treat but that is very much a secret from the nurse when we go for our diabetes check up on Thursday… If anything he is even more sprightly since his diabetes diagnosis in January and the associated weight loss. He was bouncing about with gangly baby lamb legs when I got home tonight.

School is now very much centred around Y11s and their exams. Their first core one today: Biology. Lots on plants and the heart apparently which shouldn’t really have been a surprise to anyone. And tomorrow it’s their first English Literature exam. I’m predicting a power question for “Macbeth” and nature or time for poetry. We shall see.