He’s so rubbish at blowing his own trumpet – we both are.

Today he passed his final ACCA exam – it’s over! It’s done! No more studying, no more exams! Soon he’ll get something which makes him enter a secret club of accounts people with initials and posh pens and notebooks and hopefully he’ll get a new job and more money which would be excellent for all of us.

So yes, all done. Phew. He even forgot to tell H who he was off work with today as she had another temperature rise in the night. Add to that the discovery of headlice today (uuuurghhh) and me buying up some Vosene headlice repellant (fingers crossed it works) and it’s been a funny old week.

But yes. PASSED!!!!