Big day in our household today. Very excited Hen who was on the phone surprisingly early this morning having been up all night after waiting for midnight to strike and to turn her into an 18 year old. Apparently she had wandered round Leeds with a bunch of her friends hoping upon hope that she would be asked for her ID. Eventually, having been in any number of pubs and not once challenged, hunger overtook them and they called into a McDonalds where the young man behind the counter was persuaded by Hen’s friends to insist on seeing her ID before handing her over a Coke and a Big Mac.
And then onto A level results. Regular readers of this email will vouch for the fact that I do not regularly blow Hen’s trumpet least of all where academic achievements are involved. That is no reflection on me. It is just that I actually have never previously had the opportunity to do so. I don’t suppose you know many people who forgot to turn up for one of their GCSE exams ( “I thought I had polo practice Daddy” ). But this morning brought remarkable news that Hen had secured 100% and an A* in her Photography A level, had finished top in the country ( I suspect equal top ) and, she told me, she is therefore eligible to apply for a Scholarship, at which point she paused, and said “Sorry Dave......was that you falling off your chair?” It was of course.
So I’m off to Yorkshire this afternoon on my way up to Scotland so bit of an early one. Incidentally thanks to all for your responses to my question last week whether anyone knew about Leeds, especially the helpful charley who responded “they’re used for taking dogs on a walk”.
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