End of an era

In shortly over one week, our eldest will be leaving primary. Tonight was the leavers dance and by the sounds of it, a great time was had by one and all. We have been letting her stretch her wings recently somewhat, I remember my own forays into the big bad world, wandering down buying records and the like from a shop called Phoenix or the Other record shop. But hey enough about me, my wings are not very interesting.

I was called to pick our eldest and her friend so I tried to avoid any 'embarassing parent hanging around' style scenario. I followed another father, after a 10 minute chat watching from afar, towards the young group. Seeing the daughter sprinting towards, I volunteered waiting in the car, phew, I am not that clueless and embarrassing.

A beautiful day and I'm so glad that the end of their primary school life is bathed in so much warmth. The end of an era, but the beginning of another.

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