So it is September and we know what that means, the rituals well ingrained in us as you feel the sun on you but not being as warm as it was in early August.
Checking over all your school wear for any wear tear, growth spurts that rended items too tight or indecently short, missing buttons on shirts, ties that appeared to lose the will to live and short trousers that show signs of wear in the seat.
Then the trip to the uniform shop especially if everything but your own skin has to be approved and branded or for more liberal establishments the local discount schoolwear shop and market store sellers of basics like Banner shirts and a shoe shop for footwear to survive seven hours on your feet all day, five days a week.
Having had a free and easy time of it all for six weeks you struggle to fixed periods of rigid academic study if you hadn't found chunks of last terms work seems to have gone very much astray, lost in memory holes.Mind you, if I was him I'd of had those short trousers take up a bit as they must catch the knee even if you kept the turn up and I have got my original 70's tastic short lengh grey ones out and on today as the lcoal children all go back this morning.