DS turned 18 over Christmas, tonight him and his friends (only some are over 18) are catching the train into our nearest town at midnight to go clubbing.
They will be sober going in so I’m not so worried about him getting stupidly drunk, more other idiots about and young lads looking for trouble. I know I won’t sleep until he’s home, my lanky, skinny, lovely lad who despite my protestations is still pretty wet behind the ears.
This is harder than when they were little! Any tips for letting go? I suspect this is going to become a regular things so I need to get used to it and quickly!