Future weeks

It's exam season again and FK has been given his schedule...3 AS levels. Thankfully not maths, but he will be taking a mock A level in that later in June. So much pressure on them. I'm getting a bit cross with each email that comes through from school. They obviously cater for the cream to help boost their amazing stats they keep banging on about. Not every child is the same and getting into university is not the be all and end all and doesn't suit everybody. There are some wonderful careers, which don't need a university degree. Rant over.
I popped over to see JD at home, she's not  well again and is feeling the pressure of her son about to start is GCSEs and her daughter getting a neurodiverse diagnosis and her on health. We had a good dopamine hit spending a few hours together. 
Shopping pick up and floors and bathroom cleans FK and I sat down for dinner together as MrK  was involved in a work thing and onto a pub quiz with them. We're like passing ships at the moment. FK came home happy...he's been chosen for the Royal International Air Tattoo camp with one other from his squadron. This will also count as his work experience for school. So proud and pleased for him.