It’s that time of year again. There are the good bits, like buying new pencil cases and pencils and stationery goodies (I suspect I enjoy this part rather more than the boys do). And then the rubbish bits, such as the realisation that last term’s PE kit is too small on the day before school starts and the tedium of sewing on eleventy billion nametapes. One small person is back, one to go tomorrow and then maybe I can think straight for five minutes and share some knitting with you all. 
