I shall have a look at this. DS went to boarding school when he was 11, just before we went off on a NATO posting. Leaving him there was the worst thing we’d ever had to do. We sat in the car and cried, and I didn’t stop for days! But, he was a gregarious sporty boy and it suited him. He was very self sufficient and had no qualms about travelling. He went on to have a very good career in the services himself. Then we were faced with doing it again when DD was 11 and DH was offered, as his final posting, Hong Kong. It should have been the icing on the cake for him, but he turned it down and took one in this country instead. She was a very different child to her brother and we knew she would be unhappy. There was an officer that DH worked for whose twin sons were 7 when they went away to school, and a naval officer’s wife with whom I was quite friendly whose son was utterly miserable at his school, but it was needs must.