I must admit I have a horrible facination with what she dressed her son in for the wedding. Judging by what the poor mite has to wear on a normal day I'm picturing purple velvet, ruffles and probably knickerbockers :eek:
She could always try and get him into that really posh school (can't remember the name) but it's the one one School of Rock - where they have the same uniform as from the Tudor era (I know it might still be a bit modern for her, but it's better than those nasty sweatshirts!)
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A case of Christ's hospital here he comes:eek:
OOh is that the school I meant?
yes that is the exact one....sorry I missed your post:o
No probs but thank you - I've been racking me brains for the name (not that there's much to rack!)