And the good news is...

I have a job for next term! Y2 class until Christmas. The only problem is I shall have 30 children! A bit different to the class of 8 that I've had this year.
This morning, still full of the joys of Spring ( or of being employably desirable), I went out to my little Peugeot to find that, in a bid to make the most of the couple of hours sun that we had yesterday, I had left the sunroof open all night...in all the rain.
This meant that I was greeted by a very soggy carpet behind the driver's seat and a very damp driver's seat. I put a plastic bag over it so that I could sit on it but unfortunately, this was not entirely successful.
Handy tip:
Doing the shopping with a damp posterior is not to be recommended!

Going round in circles

I have now done 92 of the required 100 hours of my counselling placement, there are 5 weeks to go to the end of the course and at last, I feel the end is in sight. Now my only predicament is what is going to happen teaching-wise next year. Ideally, I would like to work part-time whilst getting underway with counselling, setting up privately. If I get a full-time job, that would be better finiancially, but time-wise, I would be meeting myself coming back, as I have this year, particularly as I am determined to do the advanced Gestalt diploma in September and would also like to do a mental health course.
Mind you, it could all be academic as up to now, I haven't managed to get a job for next year, full-time or otherwise, so I could well be back doing supply. Now this would be OK except that it doesn't provide a regular income and.....
You see my problem!

Plaster board and dust

So, we're still no further forward on the British Gas smart meter front and I've given up making non-existent appointments with them...