Revision and not

Deep into the Exam Season.  I spend the afternoons in stuffy, silent classrooms watching the rows of bowed heads, answering stupid questions, handing out tissues (hay fever) and getting on with my own stuff.

Mornings start with a coffee at Atmos. 

The two kids arrived with their colour-coded revision cards and quizzed each other on 20th century French history.  Mu sipped her coffee and looked smug.