My youngest made his live performance debut yesterday, drumming at his Primary 7 end of year – and for him, end of primary school – show. He was very good and I was very proud.

Both of my kids were there with me and their mum. While my youngest aced his first ever on-stage appearance, my eldest was sitting next to me and carrying on the family tradition of getting uncontrollable giggles during school shows. As they vibrated with laughter, weeping silently, I felt pretty proud about that too.

The last day of school can be quite emotional for parents, and I definitely felt that yesterday: both my children attended that school, so it was a goodbye after 13 years of school shows and two-child school runs.

My youngest has finished primary school and will now go on to high school; my eldest has finished high school and will now go on to university. And I’m wondering how two people who I’m sure were babies just weeks ago have suddenly become the young people I am so proud of and love so fiercely.

I don’t know what either of them will do in the future, but I’m looking forward to finding out.