PS to yesterday's post. At noon Elliot decided he would go in the cross country, despite the doctor's advice to the contrary. So we headed off to the river to meet his entire school. E hates the cross country and doesn't do well at it so for the past couple of months D has been taking him out on Sundays to practice the course. He can now run the entire way. His time has gone from 15 minutes walking to 6:38 running the whole way. It's still quite slow compared to some of his peers but he can do it.
So yesterday, filled with a chest infection and a throat infection, Elliot ran the whole course. Slowly. D ran the last bit with him. He came 22nd. Last.
Two of the boys in his year came up to him and said
"Elliot, where did you come?"
Elliot held out his hand and showed them the '22' written in marker pen.
"Oh,"said F. "You came last."
"No," said J. "He did his own best!".
And that's why J is one of Elliot's best freinds.