Not such a good day today. Went to see a school which would have been perfect for Firstborn but they are full with no hope of places until September. Then Fistborn and the Small(er) One started fighting halfway through the school tour and ended up rolling on the floor scrapping over a furry teddy, which obviously was an incredibly impressive thing to do in front of the head teacher. So probably no place there EVER.
Tomorrow Firstborn is being assessed at another school (at the age of 6!!!), then the next day she's being tested for dyslexia (long story but in brief, something we've suspected for a while but we have to do it now we're in Dubai in order to help her to get into a school).
Someone tell me why I'm doing this?