SMS from son : We've paid for the canteen - they've given me a card.
SMS to son : We haven't paid for anything yet and the canteen is too dear ! I didn't tick that box. Give the card back.
So it was that I scuttled off to the school to continue (complete ?) the long process of enrolling Gwilym, giving over his certificate of radiation and the direct debit mandate and ensuring that he isn't down as eating in the canteen. I discovered that the Lycée Pro where Gwilym is has no secretary at the moment, which might explain things, like the fact that I have spent ages listening to the phone ring.