Friday, 19 August 2016

The Drinks Are On Me

Waiting for your offspring's exam results is akin to having the Sword of Damocles hanging over you I have decided. Neither is particularly pleasant, but I am pleased to be able to report that the teenogre met the grade for his second choice of university and is off to study up the other end of the country next year. His Ma and Da can now heave a sigh of relief.

Would you care to join me for a free drinkie to celebrate. Sadly we have already quaffed the bottle of champers so all I can offer you is either coffee or the rather intriguing Earl Grey and rose petal tea. Both donations received from kind freecyclers this week.


The teen will no doubt be out on the lash celebrating whilst frankly all his Father and I desire is an early night and the restored ability to sleep!!!

Arilx
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2 comments:

  1. kjsutcliffe19 August 2016 at 10:26

    Hurrah! Well done teenogre on suitably suitable results - we have had a similar tense few weeks and major self doubts by our Eldest who to his (and everyone else's) great relief he too obtained the suitably suitable results meaning we are about to pack him off to uni (will miss him though but shhhh don't tell him :))

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  2. Aril19 August 2016 at 16:41

    Thank you and many congrats to your son too!
    Arilx

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