An idiosyncracy of Eliza’s, perhaps picked up from her new group of school friends, is to add in jovial conversation -ington to any words she wants to emphasise. “Time for breakfast-ington.” “Can we go in the car-ington?” “That’s annoy-ington”. Which we have all come to agree with.


Robin whistles as he flits around the house, buzzes around outside, or sits not very quietly doing his homework or eleven plus preparation. There’s not usually an identifiable tune, just a shrill breath.


Gabe will be whistling soon as well. He has started a referee course, which has the dual attraction of fulfilling part of his PE GCSE and earning him money. He returned home from the first day of the course unenthused. There had been a lot of standing around – witnessed by Robin and I when we were playing football on the same field. For up to an hour, Gabe and his peers were stood apparently practicing meeting the captains and tossing the coin.


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