I’ve just had a rather nice morning. On dropping Girl Lacer off at school this morning, I got invited, as a parent rep to the school’s harvest festival today. So, a little apprehensive about whether Boy Lacer would behave, we went into the hall after seeing Girl Lacer to her class door and found that they’d laid on tables with biscuits and pots of tea! So the biscuits kept Boy Lacer happy and we watched as each year group, starting with the nursery children came in with their harvest goods and then sang us a song. When Girl Lacer’s year came in, the look of surprise and delight on her face when she saw me was worth ten times the amount of hassle of being parent rep (and currently the only parent rep for Girl Lacer’s class). I hadn’t had chance to tell Girl Lacer that I’d be watching, so she looked so pleased, specially as she’d have realised the majority of her class mates parents weren’t there. Her year sang a lovely song and she looked so grown up when singing, it was real lump in the throat stuff. We then watched the other years and I was particularly impressed with the junior school children, who sang incredibly well with some quite complex sounding material, the school’s music provision must be first rate.