Or Flashman. Depending on your reading tastes.
Hol is not very happy about being sent to Edgecliff Prep next year. But his dad, both his uncles and both his grandfathers went to Big School (no, truly, that's what they call it), so he was doomed from the start.
Yesterday was the day we went to get uniforms. Holden was thrilled because he overhead some boys talking about Runescape, this game he and all his buddies play online. Obviously it hadn't occurred to him that the others boys at Prep might be like the boys he knows.
We got: shirts, shorts, socks, garters, ties, hat, tracksuit, schoolbag, sports bag and sports shorts. And we ordered the blazer. My wallet is now considerably lighter.
But the best thing is that when we got home from school (ie Orange Grove) Holden declared that he wanted to try on the whole outfit. He EVEN grudgingly consented to being photographed. I'm afraid he looks a little gormless, and the shoes are wrong, but at least khaki suits him.
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