Oh that phrase. Strikes anxiety into the hearts of every school child that didn’t think summer would ever end.

Like a guillotine for fun times and lie ins. The harbinger of Autumn.

Here come hard shoes and stiff trousers, time tables and breaktimes, packed lunches and P.E., assemblies and assessments. Gym hall smells and nippy mornings.

Heads down parents, morning battle has commenced, get on the road and growl at the morning traffic.