‘I propose a toast to the morning sun’ Teacher says this every day and we yawn the expected response ‘We promise to do our best today’.

School drags on as ever, then the Unicorns proposed we stop for a feast. For us that meant lollipop sandwiches while they went outside to munch on grass.

Soon there would be the handing out of spells. One day I will get mine right, I am meant to be making a rain potion but it hasn’t worked properly yet, my teacher is getting anxious and my parents are tearing their hair out - I mean literally - with despair how can an apprentice wizard fail at this most basic of tasks I hear them mutter to each other.

At the end of the day we are told there will be a ‘special announcement’ and a thrill of excitement runs through the class. We gather in the gloomy hall and then shuffling slowly to the lectern comes an ancient bowed figure, he is short and only just peers over at us, but his eyes are sharp as a bird’s.

He smiles and says quietly ‘I propose that we finish school for the summer now’ and we cheer loudly as one.