When I was speaking to him on the phone yesterday evening, he told me that he didn't want to leave. Just a few weeks ago - he was telling me he was looking forward to leaving.
I guess everyone has been there.
On my final day of junior school, my headteacher gave all of us a small card with an inspirational quote on it. I must have misplaced it but I can recall what was written on it.
The only way to get things done is to begin.
Or something along those lines.
My nephew didn't get anything like that from his head.
It's a shame, really. I've still remembered the small gift to this day.
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As I finished typing the above, I remembered another thing we were given on the final day of junior school.
A frozen fun-size Snickers/Marathon bar.
According to my teacher, they were better that way.
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