Time marches on

Took my son to the podiatry clinic at the hospital yesterday. It turns out that the podiatrist was in his class at Hawick High School. I did enjoy seeing the expression o­n said son's face. He recovered quite quickly and afterwards claimed that of course he was not bothered, that stage would o­nly come when such people were younger than him.

Then I realised how it made me feel as the mother!

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