Taught some quite acceptable and productive lessons this morning, including one that featured hot chocolate and background music. Pah - must be getting soft in my old age!! Didn't make it to breakfast though...
A thought drifts inward from Auntie Charl:
hello mad, smile remember your students will remember you for the rest of their lives.
Oh no oh no oh no - just think of the psychological scarring that's already taken place. Mind, she does temper her message with this thought
(actually, perhaps now is a good time to make a break for it!)
Too true!! That one-way ticket to Outer Mongolia is looming ever closer!! :-)
Finally, this just in:
Solutions to the ant problem: 1) starve Fatso, then release. 2) put life-size cardboard cut-outs of Cilla Black around your flat. 3) Invite your lower 6th to remove them all manually in return for one week's prep remission. Or you could just buy some Raid.
How could I starve my little Fatso? It'd take weeks before he was thin enough!! I'll have to opt for number 2 instead. Now, where did I put those Cilla posters...?!
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