As the snow plopped down on the way from school, DS1 and his little gang were in their element. Walking along, mouths open to catch the snow soon degenerated into scraping it off the cars and, for one young man in particular, this meant putting said scraped snow into his mouth and crunching down on the already icy substance. Even setting off a car alarm failed to deter them. The inevitable snowball fight ended with

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I turned to check on what DS1 was up to, only to see him chasing two girls across the field while videoing them on his phone. A bit like stealing from a multi-storey car park, this was (at first sight) wrong on so many levels. Thankfully, it wasn’t as bad as it seemed; in fact it was a major positive. We’d come to watch the football team he has started training with play a game.

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So far, so good, as far as going back to school is concerned. Indeed, the last day of the holidays – usually one for acting like a hermit – saw DS1 reminding me that we were supposed to be getting his feet measured. “I thought we were going to get my feet measured,” he reminded me, mid-morning. “Yes. Do you want to go now?” “Yes,” he replied, unexpectedly. Half an hour later he was the proud

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