The best thing about yesterday evening was that I didn't have to go to school today! No 50 mile treck to the outskirts of Liverpool. I was still going to work - in Keith's shop and I'll be there all week and it is such a pleasant change. I can go to work, finish at 5.30p.m., come home and forget about it. What's more, I am not coming home to face another couple of hours of marking, preparation etc which must be done before tomorrow. Neither am I coming home too exhausted to do anything else but collapse into bed once I've finished all the 'homework'.
I know what you're thinking - 6 weeks holiday (5 weeks this time, actually). Well, in reality, half the holiday is commonly taken up with reorganisation, preparation and other work for the coming year. Given the choice between that and what I am doing now, I feel I have definitely made the right decision. There is more to life than long holidays! Trust me! :)
Life in north east England (yes, we've moved!) with an eccentric Welshman and a small white dog that thinks he's a Rottweiler.
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