He hadn't said a word all holidays but at bedtime confessed he is scared of going into Yr 1. Because he's losing half his friends (reception is being split into two classes) and he's got to deal with a new classroom, which at his school means a new door in a different part of the building, so a new route to school as far as he's concerned. Even the new cloakroom is worrying him.
He did visit the new classroom before the end of term, but after a six week gap now it's actually happening he is really scared. And kept saying 'it's OK if I don't go to school, isn't it, Mummy?'
It is a big jump, he's been in the foundation unit for five terms (nursery and reception). I just hadn't realised how scary it all was.