“If you can't beat them, arrange to have them beaten”

Blimey, I suppose I should tell the tale of the assembly shouldn't I? Clean forgot!
No tears, from me or anyone, parent or child. I arrived long before my ex. It over ran, so she sped out back to work (lord of leisure yours truly was on a day off of course!) so confrontation was avoided.
The assembly itself was a bought in jobbie, and was so inconsistent with school life here (I think it was American in origin) that it was jarringly odd. My daughter had a good part as a stressed teacher. To illustrate this stress some brilliant teacher used The Boomtown Rats song "I don't like Mondays" as background music, clearly not aware the lyrics are referring to a school massacre! Luckily I think I was the only one steeped in pop culture enough to realise, but my daughter did ask me later why I had looked so shocked at that scene!

It was her last day in Junior School yesterday and I haven't seen her yet, wonder how it went? Stay tuned.

This post ends with a voice over (read whilst playing above video)

“Growing up is never easy. You hold on to things that were. You wonder what's to come. But that night, I think we knew it was time to let go of what had been, and look ahead to what would be. Other days. New days. Days to come. The thing is, we didn't have to hate each other for getting older. We just had to forgive ourselves... for growing up.”

- The Wonder Years