My kids have been asking me today if its great not having to sit exams as they gear up for their big scary's and start dropping off my radar and into exam leave. Bye bye year 12, year 13 and year 11…

 Actually, its worse for me this time around. For the last few weeks I've been far more stressed and upset by the thought of any of them not doing so well, than I ever was by myself. I suppose it is a control thing – I could choose to revise (or not) myself, but I can't make these guys remember things and learn things and its driving me crazy.

 However, I am wearing a new skirt today – and this makes my soul smile. How can anyone be stressed when they look like a dolly?