‘Where’s my mummy?’
Waving to my daughter, Alice, then four, I watched as she trotted off through the school gates, arm in arm with her new friends. She’d only started a few weeks earlier, and while she was nervously clutching my hand on her first day, now she barely turned around to say goodbye, engrossed in her new, exciting world.
It was September 2018 and I’d known Alice would love school – and, sure enough, she’d settled in, coming home most days in a flurry of excitement and with a new piece of work. ‘This one’s for you, Mummy,’ she’d grin, and I’d proudly pin every piece to the fridge.
Me and Alice’s dad,
