At 13 my dd2 and a same age school friend did a day trip to Calais on their own. Train to central London, across London, train to Dover, ferry - and back again.
But I don’t mind admitting that the other mum and I said OK only after much angst-y dithering, and were in a tizz until they were safely back.
This was ages ago though - I wouldn’t allow it now - Calais is not what it was.
Saving water, should we be more pro-active?
Locked room for breakables when grandkids stay?
"Old fashioned" expressions that young people have never heard.




