In the wake of my Wednesday rant about Jamie being barred from school on the same day the powers that be "clarified" the attendance policy, this afternoon we took him out 45 minutes early to get a head start on my birthday weekend away.
"Can you fill in the book please giving the reason for your child's absence?" groaned the hard-faced office woman.
Vanessa did as she was asked, sheepishly inserting the word "appointment" in the key box.
Unfortunately this delicate task was not helped by Charlotte jumping up and down in the background, arms in the air, chanting: "We're going on holiday! We're going on holiday!"
I don't care anymore. I'll be in the pub in two hours.