Child-Free.. as free as the wind blows..

This morning, without so much as a backwards glance, both our boys climbed on board a coach with their classmates and set off for their annual trip to PGL. For us, this means no children in the house for the next four days. We still have the dog of course, but he doesn't put up a fight at bedtime or complain that dinner is 'disgusting'.

At the same time as feeling ever-so-slighly elated, our hearts do go out to those brave teachers venturing forth with fifty boys aged between 7 and 11, all with some type of special need. These range from dyslexia, to speech difficulties to Asperger's Syndrome. The teachers know only too well what puzzled faces could ensue with the saying, 'It's raining cats and dogs'.

Far from being tough little tykes, practically all these boys have in their backpacks their cuddly toys, blankets or other comforter, even the big strapping ones like my 11 year old. He has his old cotton cellular cot blanket, a stuffed reindeer and two stuffed Club Penguin plushies, all shoved down into his rucksack along with his tuck for the trip.

Our boys went on the trip last year and then, there were  a few tears from my youngest before he set off, but as soon as he was on the coach, he was smiling again. I shed more tears on the way home at the thought of them being away from me on a school holiday for the first time. When they returned, I was going through Son1's bag and there was a suspicious amount of clean underwear, an untouched toothbrush and a still-neatly folded flannel. It turned out that he hadn't washed, cleaned his teeth or changed his pants for the whole four days.

Despite this squalour, he still managed to bag himself a posh girlfriend at the end of trip disco. She rang him so often afterwards that I heard him say to her, "Can you not ring me so often, it's getting a bit annoying." Oh dearie me, he has a lot to learn.. but then he was only 10 at the time.

This year Son2 is determined to grab himself a girl as well. He has carefully chosen himself a pink linen shirt from Zara and refused to get his hair cut so it's nice and long and trendy. However, after his success last year, Son1 is uber-confident that the prep school fillies will be throwing themselves at his feet again. He's offered his brother a few pointers, but let's hope his tips on personal hygiene aren't among them..

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Tania Tirraoro

Founder, CEO at Special Needs Jungle
Founder of Special Needs Jungle. Parent of two young adults with autism. Tania is a member of the Whole School SEND Expert Reference Group for SEND Leadership, the Ofsted SEND Inspections Stakeholders Group, and sits on the Advisory Board of the Royal Holloway, University of London Centre of Gene and Cell Therapy.
She is also an experienced broadcast and print journalist & author. Tania also runs a PR, web & social media consultancy, SocialOro Media. She is a Rare Disease & chronic pain patient advocate with Ehlers Danlos syndrome.
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Lorraine

Yet another winner! Bet the house feels strange and empty without them both. Wouldn’t it be lovely if someone took us away like that for 4 days?