I've just had DS(7) downstairs feeling sad because he misses his friends and we've just had a sad hug together. I told him I'm missing mine too.
I need to text our classmate neighbour and sort out some football in the park. They were fine with the principle when we suggested it during last week's clap.
Funnily, I was DS2's age when we moved house halfway across the country just before the end of the school year. I failed to settle in to the last few weeks of y2 (not helped by a total bitch of a teacher*) then it was the 6 week holiday, so I had no friends for a couple of months.
*the teacher really was a total bitch. Many years later I got to read through my school records and she had to write reports the day after I started, and she started mine with "Although Bogroll had only been in the class for a day" followed by a string of really negative comments. She made no effort to give me a buddy, sit me on an appropriate table with any natural companions, I was set on by bullies within days resulting in being pinned down amd my pants pulled down (fortunately DM caught them at it and threatened to set the dog on them) and then I faced total humiliation in the skipping race on sports day because I couldn't skip and got sent back in front of the entire school to collect the rope that I ditched after being left miles behind and stomping off to the finish line after everyone else skipped to the end.
We don't seem to do well with the summer of y2... for DS1, it was the SATs pressure and 4 hour meltdown, and general months of meltdowns that resulted in referral and diagnosis of ASD.