If I work on a scale of 1 to 10 on the mother's pride'ometer ... well I was nine million, nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine times more proud than I ever thought possible.
I could never be described as a shrinking violet and on Wednesday ... as the list of names was read out in Cambridge ... there was clapping and the odd shout as daughter's and son's graduated. I was determined to Whoop and Cheer as loudly as I possibly could when Samantha's name was called ... I wanted everyone to know just how proud I was ... the moment arrived ... she started her walk across the stage ... I opened my mouth ... a lump appeared in my throat ... my eyes welled up ... and I could n't manage a sound ...
Here is a girl that has worked relentlessly hard at her education ... no tests, exams or assignments came particularly easy for her. She is practical and sensible and beautiful ... but could never be described as particularly academic. This picture represents the fact that if you want something badly enough and you are prepared to work hard enough ... well anything is possible!
We had a lovely meal to celebrate ... time to put your feet up was the thought on everyone's minds ... you have a wedding to plan ... Oh no! ... not my Samantha ... we had hardly finished our starter when she announced that the next step is a master's degree ... I shall be taking a football rattle to that one ... trust me!