Celebrations

Celebrations of the academic kind have been had.

Last week, yes catch up being the name of the game, GCSE results were resulted.

Branwen produced a modest result, 7 A's 2 B's and 2 A*'s reasonably damn good. OK pretty much a proud dad moment.

Taliesin did not sound so good, 3 GCSE's at grades CDE enough to get him into college. Thing is, he has real dificulties with written stuff, he could do the maths but he could not understand the questions. Every mark a struggle every grade a fight.

Imagine that, giving it the best you have and not getting even average marks, now carry on doing that year on year. How would you feel? Might you give up?

He is this summers big success.

Now, lets not do Branwen or Bethan down here but this summer, before he finished his GCSE he got a trial with a local stone mason. A chap with a reputation for taking people on and then blowing them out a week later.

Tallie has been his side kick since June, ever day the weather is right he has been out there.

Most of his mates who did well at school have struggled, he has had work all summer and has work lined up for all his days off this winter. He is very bright but he just can't write it...

His mates are all struggling to find work but he is rolling in the folding stuff.

It has been a delight to see.

And he has changed out of all recognition, a different young man.

Confident, happy, a delight to be with.

Well no, the engine is out of his range rover and my old land rover is in bits to provide a new one. The weather is no obstacle he has worked on through biblical inundations to change bits of engine.

Inside the house mass changes are afoot too, but they can wait for tomorrow.

R