Gutted!

I hadn't known until last week that Connor was intending coming home this weekend, but as soon as I found out, I was really excited.  I'd planned to take him to see my new nephew - his new cousin, but as I'm not too well at the moment I thought it best not to go.  I realise that he's a 16 year old boy and doesn't really want to spend every free weekend with his old mum but I was still looking forward to seeing him, if only for an hour or so while I drove him back to barracks.  Gutted I was when he said his Dad was taking him back to the AFC without me having seen him.  Ah well, I had to be pleased for him really because he doesn't often spend much time with his Dad and there's only three more weeks to go until he finishes for Christmas and I'll definitely be seeing him then.