|Equipping The B is an expensive exercise.....|
Earlier this evening, another trip to school . . . .
Unlike the last time, this one a sans-B&G affair, a solo mission (Dr Z on bedtime duties) and a chance to discuss the logistics and practicalities involved in our impending change in circumstance.
These, in the main, seemed to revolve around the need to label The B's clothing . . . .
Given uniform costs (the two sweatshirts, PE shorts and bags for books and gym kit collected afterwards set us back a cool £37.50), it's something I'll be sure to take on board.
Just having this stuff in the house has made it all feel that bit more real and there's no question that September will be upon us before we know it.
Indeed, already this week I've given notice at nursery and realised, thanks to Dr Z's calculations, that The B has just three sessions remaining of the popular music group that he has attended since he was just a few weeks old.
I don't think he realises quite how close he is to starting school and leaving such things behind. I'm not looking forward to breaking the news . . . .