This is so very braggadocious (gosh, is that even a word? I'm so jet-lagged I don't know) of the mother in me but Ned got into Bard! We've arrived home (twenty minutes ago) bedraggled, exhausted, dehydrated, short-tempered and then the great, great, news. He's off and out with his friends despite 22 hours of travel (we left Rottal at 5:45am this morning to catch a 9:30am plane from Edinburgh to Heathrow) but what heavenly relief for him to know that at least one school (and I have full confidence there will be more) believes in him.
We have been internet and mobile phone deprived now (despite the glorious abundance of everything else) for so many days that I have neglected this blog quite hideously, apart from a picture here or there while driving. I shall make amends tomorrow, I hope. It's nice to be home, by the way, but this house is not the same without the dogs.
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