Just taken DS#1 and his friend to the school for their CAT test. And when I saw the sea of little black sweat-shirted children from the main intake primary school and just 5 red sweat-shirts (from DS's school) I had to take a few deep breaths and few gulps . It brings back all my childhood terrors - being the odd one out. And I was the one that didn't want him to go to the same school as all his mates. DH was happy to go with either. I expected a row from DS but he was so pleased with the school (especially the robotics lab) that he gave in without a fight. Now I'm beginning to get cold feet. All 5 of them were huddled together like lambs amongst the wolves