Ooh, BD, I heard about the school drama on the Radio Two news at lunchtime, and wondered if it was your DS's school. I hope it all resolves without further incident, but it is worrying all the same.
I spent the day in old clothes and rubber gloves, cleaning the scout hut where we had our "do"
and lugging leftover bottles of booze and bags of rubbish back to the office. I opened my cupboard at work to discover two rather nice raffle prizes donated by one of the directors that I had completely forgotten about. Whoops. 
Apart from that, reports from attendees are that the day went well. Thank goodness. Over £3k raised, and counting.
Lalsy and Crem - eek, how scary, these uni departures have come around quickly.... I can't remember much about my early days, but after seven years of boarding school I was pretty well-versed in packing and self sufficiency. Hoping it all goes well.
Auriga - yes, your weekend does sound most civilised. Not like any I've had recently.
MrsS - hard work, all that curtain-twitching.
I don't get to see anything from this house. I used to live in a flat in Fulham, overlooking a road junction and a somewhat gritty pub. Every day there would be something to look at; a minor road collision, a pissed-up local shouting at people....I could sit and watch for hours.
Project Bathroom has suffered a slight delay, because the plumber hasn't been round to quote yet - apparently he is busy doing DIY SOS (Nick Knowles et al) half a mile up the road, installing a £3.5k toilet for a little quadriplegic lad. DD1 and I might sneak over and have a nose tomorrow, see if we spot anyone famous.