Son is in his last year of school (hurrah!), and as a consequence we keep doing "The last time..." events.  Tonight it was "the last time we will go to his school Carol Service"...  It was terrific.  We are not worshippers but the service was extremely pretty and heartfelt.  The new school vicar struck just the right tone and we enjoyed it very much indeed.  It was bizarre seeing Son at the top of his school career; in control and looking so mature compared to the smaller boys.  I have very little interaction with School so perhaps this is why everytime I go I see such a huge difference, not only in Son, but the way he conducts himself in that environment.