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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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...
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Aaaaagh!!! This morning, when I went into the bathroom for a shower, there was a spider already there - not in the shower but perched non...
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When all this first happened, last week, I was sure that I would not want or be able to mention it at all on this blog. Now, however. I feel...
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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...
6 comments:
Oh how very very true. Luckily my own teaching days were pre-ofsted (I think); we just got on with the job.
That made me laugh, but sadly it's all so true. I bet that you're glad you're no longer teaching. Flighty xx
And so much better it was for that, Cro!
I'm thankful every day, Flighty! But sad too, because once, pre National Curriculum and OFSTED days, I did actually enjoy it.
Brilliant Jenny! Thank you for sharing!
Absoloooootely bloooooomin' spot on and terrifically performed.
Why is it, with some posts I have to choose a profile and sign in all over again when I am already on your site, and with other comments to your posts I do not? You haven't found an 'Aida' performance about Blogspot, I suppose?
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