“Oh… You’re one of those”

J and I have been struck down for the past week with a nasty cold virus. Nice it is not (or should that be ‘snot’?) and there is no sign of it abating – I for one have virtually no energy. So, we have done pretty much nothing for some time.

B is away snowboarding in Val D’Isere with my dad and will be back this Saturday, unless Gatwick is hidden under a pile of snow. It’s been very quiet without him, but not as productive as I would have liked. Actually it’s not been a productive time at all due to said snot infestation.

However, we did get out and about a bit at the beginning of last week. Tuesday saw us playing hide and seek in some local woods. It was a lovely sunny day and, with the sun on our faces, it felt like spring might just be dipping its toe in the water (Ha! Little did it know what was to come this week!). On our way home, we passed a lady on a mobility scooter. “Why aren’t you in school? Are you ill?” she asked. “No, I don’t go to school.” replied B, “I learn at home.” “Oh, you’re one of those.” Hmmm…

Wednesday saw us fulfilling a planned-months-ago visit to Summerhill School. Founded in 1921 by AS Neill, Summerhill is a progressive, democratic school which works on the principals of child-led learning. Children can go to lessons if they want, but it’s not compulsory. B was completely smitten. He spent most of the day outside skateboarding, climbing the ropes and scaling the trees. His idea of heaven. But I’m not 100% sure yet whether he wants to go or not. He doesn’t want to leave behind the friends he has here, although he realises that he would quickly make new ones. Then there’s the (not inconsiderable) issue of how to pay for it. But, hey, where there’s a will, there’s a way, so the saying goes.

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