Cobwebs blown

Love, love, love Cornwall, but this is not a travel blog. No, this is a reminder to myself that a six hour motorway journey is worth every minute when it comes to a half term recharge. Hanging on to the coat tails of Storm Austen we aquaplaned down the M5 and mused that – if…

Wobble

It felt strange to reach the end of the first school term of my teaching career with no date in the diary for a cheeky coffee with my mother, a catch up which would have allowed me to recalibrate, decompress and make sense of it all. Without indulging in a pity party (just a small…