Gill and I drove Millie down to Exeter yesterday to drop her off at University. It was all rather emotional but Millie took it in her stride and was definitely braver than Gill or I.
She’s been training for this day all her life. All those years of going back-and-forth to France and joining in classes in a foreign language half-way through the year have put her in good stead for leaving home for the first time. Millie has been really looking forward to it and is busy making new friends as I write.
I’ve posted a few photos but of course no new student would be caught dead posing for photos for her old Dad!