Masking my maskne

Here I am punching the air having made it though another week of this game ‘Covid-World Challenge’ that we now play in school. I adapt to double lessons and perfect my ‘shake ‘n’ vac classroom management to incorporate ‘han san’ on arrival/exit and child labour to sterilise desks. I find time to co-ordinate my impressive…

Hunker down

I have always loved September. I have always loved the idea of getting a fresh school uniform and a brand new pencil case (#nerd) – I still do, even though I am now a teacher and no longer need to wear that school blazer. I can see my oldest friend* poised and ready to write…

Legend

I think the excitement about schools reopening and some unseasonal September weather may have weakened my resolve. Yesterday I found myself running twelve times around Bristol Downs after succumbing to Bristol Military Fit’s latest member challenge. I clearly need to work on my ability to say no and my ability to walk away without worrying…

The lady’s not for turning.

School will start back on Tuesday and I feel the need to hold myself to account for what I have ‘achieved’ during the official ‘break’.  When I start to write this list (I love a list) I realise that this task will not take me long. Pre-Covid I would have beaten myself up about my…

A pillow case

Hot flushes have been mentioned before in this blog, but I return to this hot topic so that you can stew alongside me.  Recently I have been blaming my hot flashes on the unseasonably hot weather, lock down food sweats (not baking that sour dough loaf is spiking my temperature) and maximum teacher-brow-mopping during the…

Twitcher

I have developed a nervous twitch in my right eye this week and I feel the need to point this out in case you assume I am winking at you above my mask. I fear that I may have given this  impression to the cashier at Tesco yesterday for he blew me a kiss as…

My tribe

In the literal sense I have no moving moments to share this week.   This is because I have vaulted over my removal crates and am now busy organising candles, throws and cushions into random tonal groupings (I try hard to look like I am not trying hard, if you get my drift) as quickly…

Dora’s adorable

I packed the last boxes to say goodbye to my seaside flat this week, and it is fair to say that I have had some spectacular absences of humour in the process.  I blame it on low blood sugar, the three flights of stairs to the car park and the legacy of tight legs from’The…

The decumulator

Not having my sister’s forwarding address, I needed something to keep me busy this week to prevent an unhealthy focus on a year’s absence of her shenanigans.  Sis would have said, ‘go big or go home’, so I go stupidly big and sign up to The Accumulator Challenge (say this in an X Factor-type voice please)  –…

postcode lottery

Rebel that I am, I decided to go late with the blog this week.  I have a sneaky feeling that Sunday will have proceeded quite smoothly without it, but let me explain. I finished the school term with an overly full head and knew that if my sis was still with us she would have…