The Boy is in the middle of his GCSEs. He’s worked pretty hard throughout his school career and he’s also cracked on with his revision so we’re all hoping he’ll be OK. At worst we’re confident he’ll get good enough exam grades to start his A Levels and at best… Well, me and the Missus could be losing a lot of cash through our success incentive scheme – or bribery as it's called in other cultures.
The best thing about him, though, is the fact he’s not stressed or phased by it all. He’s always been a remarkably laid-back kid so this should not come as a surprise but he’s refused to be panicked in any way, shape or form.
The Missus asked him why he wasn’t getting stressed and he simply replied:
‘Because you can’t let that shit mess with your head.’
It took me nearly three decades to learn that. I think he should get a qualification just for displaying that type of maturity. I may start a campaign…
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