Back to school and related pains.....
3 weeks in and we're over the hump! I never recall feeling total anguish and terror over going back to school....I certainly don't recall my parents feeling this either ...more like sighs of joy all round. My mother's only source of stress, if one can call it that, was coordinating her bridge passion with becoming a full time taxi driver running me from school to orchestra to tennis, to band to ballet to cello to flute to sailing to choir and back to school again!! I'm afraid that public transport in the antipodes was a mere shadow of the brilliant transport system here. ....Oh god, here I go, can't resist getting side tracked.."3 Cheers for Alain Juppé and the wonderful wonderful tramway in Bordeaux!!!!!!" More about this another day.... Today I want to talk about going back to school and mothers..... The first day my son entered the Maternal ( Kindergarden!) he came home armed with at least 20 papers for me to fill out, sign and duly return, ofte