With that white trim he must have been a prefect…
Uniform acquisition feels like a game which all parents obliged to play. There is no escape; our only choices come in the tactics we use. I’ve been caught out before by leaving it too late and finding the shelves and racks scoured clean of all the decent stuff. The limited availability of school uniform stock feels like such a whim of the big shops - slotted in between between Easter Eggs and Christmas Cards in the timetable for their seasonal aisles. Kids, of course, don’t grow at other times of the year…
So I bow to consumer pressure, and grab what I can asap. And if it’s 3 for 2, and I only need to buy 2, I use the third slot for something to stash away for future years - clever huh? Not when the school starts to apply… the Pressure.
You see, you *can* buy certain items from the shops, but if you buy the school’s own branded equivalent, you know you are Helping to Fund Your Child’s Education. It’s laudable, yes, it’s a positive and valid way for the school to raise money, but it costs that little bit more, and that little bit more multiplied by x number of items and then by y number of children and then by z number of years that they attend the school becomes quite a lot indeed.
This year there have been little changes in some uniform items for one of our schools, and the school has been keen to encourage orders of new items, perhaps to make them cost effective, perhaps to bring in the income, quite possibly both. There’s been some talk amongst parents about the dilemmas this causes. If you don’t buy (whether because of cost or because your child still fits the previous size) then you may as well hang a sign round your kid’s neck saying “NOT SUPPORTING THE SCHOOL” - how comfortable do we feel about that? Another Mum was lamenting that she had been given a fine quality winter coat for her child, but felt obliged to buy her school’s own coat as well because she didn’t want her child to look different.
I thoroughly accept that schools need to make money, and I very much want to help, but I have to work to a tight budget and can’t just jump at new purchases at short notice. The Soup Family Children will be wearing the same clothes and carrying the same bags until those are worn out or too small, and then they’ll be obliged to wear a size or two bigger until they grow into them.
And there’s a point - bags! School bags, lunch bags, gym bags… “I got him a new bag for starting P3″ said a parent of a littlie to me last week. Errr - why? If the old bag has still got some life in it, it gets used in our house. It seems to be an outmoded concept, Using Something Until It’s Worn Out or Broken, but it’s one I hold to. Bags at least you can buy all year round.
And finally on the subject of uniform, I have been infuriated by these back-to-back adverts running in the print media for M&S:
Boys’ trousers that repel water! Girls, you see, don’t get wet - maybe the raindrops just turn to rose petals an inch above their heads! And boys’ trousers that repel stains! Because girls don’t get mucky - oh, no. Boys are self-absorbed in their own athletic, energetic activities (see photo) while girls are self-conscious, passive wallflowers (again see photo). There are well-recognised issues about girls’ self-confidence and body image as they grow up. It would be lovely to think that they too, like their brothers, could enjoy physical activity without feeling self-conscious and concerned about their appearance. Adverts like this do nothing to help.
And that’s not mention the infuriation faced by parents like me when we put boys’ and girls’ clothes alongside each other for comparison and only on the boys’ stuff we see: tough textured soles, plenty of pockets, more durable fabrics. Actually, M&S do produce girls’ trousers with the same protective coating - but not the ones with the sparkly charm - of course girls can’t be pretty and practical at the same time.
Quite a rant going on here, isn’t there? And uniform is supposed to make our lives easier…



Actually in the classroom it matters very little whether the uniform is new or hand-me-down, from Asda or M&S, with the school badge or not. What does matter is that it has a NAME on it!… “My Mummy’s put a blue dot on mine”…I ask you…
Interestingly, the children’s usual method of sorting out no-name mix ups is to stick their noses in the clothing and inhale deeply. This is a more reliable method than trying to decide if that stain on the front is Jane’s tomato soup from dinner today or Jimmy’s bolognese tea from yesterday.
It’s always reassuring to hear another ranting parent going off on one, especially when adverts are involved. Other people develop food intolerance, but with me it’s adverts. I think it’s time for a lie down…
Time for a lie down??? Do you mean me, you, or both of us?
I have to have just a little sympathy with parents who are loathe to be too bold with the indelible marker. As someone with an older sibling I got pretty sick of hand-me-down stuff with their name on it, and they got bored of *my* stuff being returned to *their* cloakroom. Too late now for me to choose names with the same initial…
I’m glad it doesn’t make any difference in the classroom - but does it matter to those in the carpeted office, who have to balance the books?
And funny that you should mention the distinctiveness of smell, Dorothy. I have receieved hand-me-down uniform from two friends with older kids. One lot has integrated into the household seamlessly, the other still retains a distinct aroma of ‘otherness’ - not unpleasant, but clearly identifiable. Lots of fresh-airing has helped but I doubt that the little Soup in queston would be able to use your sniff-test on those sweatshirts…