I have a horrible feeling that summer is drawing to a close.  We are anticipating an extremely wet day tomorrow and I cannot seem to banish my scarves.  I need them.  Son had his first rowing session of the new academic year at 9am this morning so by the time he finished at midday it seemed as though we were back into the old routine.  There is something quite settling about the routine as well as intimidating.  Most things about school are intimidating.  Fundamentally, having endured school myself, I resent having to repeat the experience  (albeit at a distance) with Son.