Strictly speaking, after last Saturday Handsome and I have no children… Mouse has made it to the grand age of eighteen, and theoretically I have no dependants. Yeah, right… All it means in real life is that I have larger dependants who need bigger, and therefore more expensive, clothes and shoes. He leaves school in a few weeks – even although his last exam isn’t until June, he will have officially left school once his exam leave starts a week on Friday, and as he only has three exams this year (plus a music practical, date as yet unknown) I foresee a lot of free time on his hands.
I did suggest he could try and get a job – it was met with a certain amount of hilarity, mostly from my husband. Mouse just didn’t seem to understand the concept. Just wait until he runs out of
beer food money at university, I bet he’ll get a job then.