Boy the Elder came home from school today with the following information. There are nine hundred children at his school between the age of 11 and 14 and they have a large playing field with lovely country views … which they have not been allowed to use for recreation at lunch or break time.
They have now been told that they may use the field in groups of no more than twenty two children at a time and, if they do manage to get a go, they have to wear hi visibility tabards.
I have nothing more to say on the matter, mainly because I can’t speak properly with my fist in my mouth.
Boy the Elder has only three more weeks left, until in September, he starts at a school where getting dirty, climbing trees and roaming the grounds is positively encouraged. And hurrah to that.