.....So here I go again......

It's that time again.....the car needs taxing....£215! Queue up at the Post Office in the morning........pass my documents to the curmudgeonly old git behind the counter....hand over £220 in £20 notes....be tutted at because I need change....have a crumpled £5 and my documents shoved back over the counter ......and be ignored when I say thank-you and goodbye.

Another non-normal day at work....Caroline's memorial service this after noon......I was asked to do the reading again....the same one that I did at the funeral. It should have been easier....second time around....but it wasn't....there must have been more than 500 people in the room...pupils, staff, ex-pupils and ex-staff members....and every one of them knew me.....it made me nervous....but I got through it.

Then we all decamped to the pub.....Jo re-arranged most of the furniture.....hebs climbed over the back of a booth to get out for a fag with me......the girls mainly drank coffee, the blokes had beer......and then we all drifted away....the end of a long and strange four weeks...all we need now to really put the tin hat on it is to have an inspection before half term.

Ah well, it's the weekend, no doubt we'll see Charlie, I'm fishing on Sunday and I deliberately didn't bring home any school work. Stuff it!

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