Ironic.
Our threee all went to an independent girls’ day school.
There was a secondhand uniform shop in the basement below the chapel where everybody kitted their daughters our for a fraction of the “new” price.
The black lace up shoes specified on the uniform list were indistinguishable from DMs which we bought at a Doc Martens factory shop in Bedford for about £15 a pair.
There’s a logic in this somewhere.
Support and friendship for those whose lives have been affected by estrangement.

