This time tomorrow my life will have changed for ever. We are taking our youngest son James to university – and he can’t get there quick enough, eager to experience student life, especially with Freshers’ Week and all its parties.

I am immensely thankful that James is starting university this year before the trebling of tuition fees because he said there was no way he would want to go if he had to end up with a massive and unpredictable debt.

I do appreciate that debt is a necessity for students. It caused me much concern at first as I considered it a parent’s duty to provide their child with an education. Our eldest son David is largely self-financing and is now in his final year at university; fortunately for him, his turned has turned out to be a great investment. Not only did he meet a lovely girlfriend in his first year and they are real soul mates, but has already been offered a job when he leaves.

He spent last year, the third year of his Economics and Marketing course, with Marks & Spencer, one of the most sought after business placements in the country. There were 9,000 applicants for 40 posts and after three rounds of interviews, David was offered one of them. He spent a year at their Norwich store, which he is visiting today for their grand re-opening after an extensive refurbishment, and has been recommended to join their Graduate Management Scheme “due to the talent you have displayed and the performance you have delivered.”

That is such a real confidence booster for a young man embarking on his career, and I wish all young people could have the same opportunity. James is applying for a similar industry-based scheme in his third year having seen the rewards it can reap. A bonus for James is that he can take his golf clubs with him too as his uni has a golf team. I don’t see him being short of friends as a passion for sport is a great way of meeting other like minded people.

In some ways I am looking forward to rattling away in my empty nest, no longer complaining about the way the boys dump their shoes in the hallway and being forced to watch football on TV three times a night. It’s their lovely smiles I will miss most, and hearing my favourite word, mum….