It brings it all back!
I was popping out to get a paper this morning, when I saw my near neighbour lining up her eldest daughter on the front porch in her new secondary school uniform, ready for a first day photo. Her daughter had a somewhat pained look on her face, probably not because she did not want to go to the new school, which a very good one, but because she realised that, in years to come, that photo will come back to haunt her!
I remember my parents doing much the same thing on my first day at grammar school. I looked ridiculous, because the first form uniform (or year 9 or whatever it is now) included a stupid school cap and SHORT TROUSERS, and by then I was already 5′ 7″ and built like the prop forward I rapidly became! I managed to put on as stupid an expression as my parents would let me get away with, but that photo is still the source of much family amusement.
“Oh, poor kid!!”, I thought