Florian, that is. I.e. my son. He graduated from what you'd call High School in America (things are a bit different here) - he may now read anything he wants to in University. In the morning there was the official celebration in school with speeches and music by the school choir and the school band, and handing over the certificates and all (photos need to still be processed), and tonight we went to the ball, and since I was dressed in a way I never dress, I had Andreas take photos of me and my big (tall, too!) son. Look: And now, we did not arrive in the car behind us. A couple of others did, and we just took advantage of the fact that it was still idling there (in a shadowy space, so we'd not have to squint). One more, just because Andreas also took this one zoomed-in close-up.