End of term

"Sorry Miss, I couldn't remember your name".

I guess it's the thought that counts. Good to end the term with the MW kids today. I do love them, even if they don't know my name. I'm a bit sad that this term is ending, as it's genuinely been a really good one. One of my best, even. Or maybe it's the thought of three days of planning in the office next week that's making me long for school to still be on.

Also in school today:
Pupil: "It's my mum's 30th birthday this weekend".
Me: "Cool! Wow, I'm older than your mum!"
Pupils, in unison: "No way!"
Me: "I feel really old.

Oh my goodness, town is crazy tonight. It's only 8pm and I'm already thinking it might be a night for the earplugs. It feels like the whole of Shrewsbury has been drinking since 5pm. They probably have.