They were all presented with a hoodie with the names of their class mates on and a USB stick with a copy of their play, Pirates of the Curry Bean, photos from their bowling trip and photos of them at their prom which is a lovely memento.
There were special achievement awards and certificates and attendance badges. Ironically, after receiving a D for attendance on his report Thomas managed to get a bronze award for not being absent for a full term.
It started at 10.45pm and finished at 12 noon. And that was it. Primary school was over. It hasn't been the easiest ride for Thomas but the best thing we ever did was move him to a new school in Y3. He's come on a treat since then, not least because the staff have been brilliant with him.
Unfortunately, there were no extended celebrations because we had to rush home and get changed for a funeral. My Uncle collapsed in his garden a few weeks ago and never regained consciousness. The consultant told my Aunty that the bleed on his brain meant he would probably never come round and he didn't. But it took 12 days of her sitting by his bed before he slipped away. The last 72 hours he was moved to the hospice my dad died in and me and Mum went to see him which was very emotional.
My Uncle was my Dad's sister's husband. She's in her mid 80's and has outlived all her siblings who died young, 24, 46 and 47 and now her husband. Her son was diagnosed with cancer a few months ago so she is also dealing with that. I just hope and pray she doesn't outlive him as well.
We all went to the funeral, Amy and Thomas included. They were given the choice and decided they'd like to go. I've been to plenty of cremations but this was a burial and I've only been to one of those before - my cousin.
It was a lovely service in what I suppose could be called the family church. My grandparents, parents, aunts and uncles all got married there. We were christened there and it was where my dad and grandad had their funeral service. As is usual at these events it was a chance to meet up with relatives who sadly we only seem to bump into at funerals these days. It doesn't help that nobody seems to get married any more so we don't tend to meet up under anything other than sad circumstances.
We've just got in and I'm having an hour before I'm off out again to meet my friends for our end of term catch up. I'm looking forward to it actually. I could do with a good chat and a bit of lightheartedness and the only tears I want to be shedding tonight are tears of laughter.
Taken in his first term in Taken on his last day of primary
reception class 2010 19.7.2017