Midweek

It is rare for me to drink midweek in term time, but a bottle of rose gin was delivered today, so I figured it would be rude not to.

Have taught my last lesson with one particular group. That was reason for a small celebration.

To say that we hit de-mob hysteria at lunchtime would be an understatement. My ribs hurt from laughing so much. It is a joy to spend my days with people who make me bellow my dirty laugh at volume.

Two more get ups. We've got this!