Waiting ...

Not a bad way to spend a Sunday morning (though I am missing church). Harry is at a bowling party and the noise level was high (interestingly enough I tried to type 'noise level' as one word and whatever i ended up typing was corrected by my iPhone to turbojet - quite appropriate!). So I persuaded/bribed Harry to let me leave him and I'm now sat in Costa. I had visions of having to go and lie down in a darkened room later if I had stayed there. Not good. Most of the parents drop and run these days. So different from when they all started going to each other's parties - he has been in the class as some of them since he was 3.

Talking of parties - we have to plan Harry's soon.