Friday, 24 August, 2012
I admit it. I was the kid whose heart leapt at the words BACK TO SCHOOL in the shop windows. The heady smell of new stationery, the piles of freshly-pressed uniform re-emerging from the wardrobe, the dusting off of the satchel after the endless days of summer filled me with a fizz of anticipation.
As an adult, BACK TO SCHOOL lost its meaning for a while, and one month followed another pretty ploddingly as I completely lost track of when kids were and were not at their desks.
Now, with kids of my own, my years have reacquired the seasonal rhythms of autum…