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FPSS Year 13 Prom – 23 June 2014

A fantastic finale to our time at Furze Platt, the Prom did one especially brilliant thing: it cleared the air. In the dying days of Year 13, the usual strong sense of community had somewhat collapsed. Tonight, though, it was very much alive and well.

With its candle lit, Andrew Burdett was delighted with the cake father Richard had made.

My Late‑eenth Birthday – 22 June 2014

A birthday in late-April is no time to hold a celebration (examinations begin in the early weeks of May), but two months on, my late eighteenth birthday party was blessed with wonderful weather.

Five years after the family hosted an evening boat party to mark Mum’s 50th and Harriet’s 18th, I picked this Sunday afternoon to hold my very own. With me engrossed in revision, Dad had done the vast majority of the organising, although I came up with the finer details: deciding on the menu, compiling the playlist, and suggesting a ‘Henley’ dress code.

Andrew Burdett's X-ray showing the broken scaphoid in his hand.

My Broken Wrist: The Full Story – 28 May 2014

Changing gear on my bike, my chain locked up and threw me off. Beneath me, my bike slid right across the road, twisting the handlebars and bending the derailleur. Picking myself off the floor, I brushed myself down, but my suit was ruined – and my wrist was feeling strange.