Some bright spark in Liam's school decided to fix the winter uniform fittings during the Easter holidays. So we'll be heading out shortly to see the nice ladies in the uniform shop! And they are nice. It's just strangely surreal to take your twelve-year old to a fitting appointment for school uniform.
At the risk of sounding old, 'in my day' your mother bought you the bog standard pleated skirt (that was far too long), the extra wide school tie, the shirt that was so starched it hurt to turn your head to the side, and who can forget the socks? Those extremely attractive knee length white ones with more holes that a block of Swiss cheese....ah, those were the days :-)
Still, I guess this morning is just another sign of things moving on. I also doubt there'll be much change out of $600 😜
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