Turns out that people lie when they say that you can never forget how to ride a bike. Some people can; I am that person. Although I was hoping that the chiropractor could work some magic on my sciatica without any lifestyle change, I have been forced to hang up my running shoes in an…
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Over Sharing
Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine that my last blog would unleash such a torrent of feedback. Admittedly comments from two readers (slow and steady I keep telling myself) side-swerved the main topic of my blog which was ‘earwhigging’; instead my readership pounced on a throw- away comment about a tendency towards territorialism…
Earwigging
Here I go with one last blog before the school term starts. I trust that a return to a structured environment may prevent me from becoming a serial eavesdropper/getting arrested, for I confess that I have been pre-occupied by zoning in on other people’s conversations during the holiday break. I am becoming an obsessive earwigger…
Stop the press
Back in a time when a badly written press release could file itself obligingly from a fax machine into the waste bin placed strategically below, my younger self worked as a Press Officer. Printed editorial copy was then valued at three times the weight of an advert and there was no click bait or reader…
Every day’s a school day
Despite lamenting the weary/sweaty/bonkers drag to the end of school term in my last blog (apologies), I am now out the other side and can find the grace to remember that teaching is the best career in the world (remind me of this in September). As another academic year closes we are sitting in the…
Maxxed out
I promise not to talk about the heat (probably will – too hot to care), but I will shout out to all teachers limping to the end of a very long term. I cannot be alone in feeling maxed out sorry, that should read ‘maxxed’ out; turns out that while I have been distracted by…
Burning rubber
Although I am old enough to remember that scorching summer of 1976 (and that ladybird infestation) I have no memory of a school closure. However, this teacher was really grateful when our school made the decision to limp into the shade for a couple of days this week and take a hydration break. Read on…
Negative Capability
My one reader must have spread the word about last week’s blog because I have received comments about phone use that concur with my own thoughts that our ‘youth’ do not like the unpredictability of receiving an unplanned phone call from a parent. One friend said that when she called her daughter for a cosy…
Slow lane
Slowing down is definitely a benefit of growing older and the more wrinkled I get the more pleasure I seem to derive from plodding along in the slow lane. Wake up, be awesome, go back to bed. That’s how I roll (in my head). Instantly I can hear my reader calling me a hypocrite by…
Absolutely no idea
When school broke up for Easter two weeks ago I did not anticipate a close encounter with a deer the day before we were due to travel to my Favourite Daughter’s (FD) wedding venue. My Mini did not fare well in this interchange. I know you will be concerned to hear this news, so let…