Yeah! He's 15 and can now march into the shop, slap down his birthday money and (as long as he's got his ID) demand any certificate 15 in the whole damn place.

Without an adult to vouch for him. Hooray

He opened presents, drank hot choc, had his godmother to lunch and impressed her by leaving the table to do his homework. Big A turned out a feast worthy of ottolenghi himself. And I ate drank and was merry - though a bit rusty on the crossword later..