Soup Kitchen

My class made vegetable soup and bread rolls to serve at our Barn Dance this afternoon. the parents came to watch them dance and then we got them all up to have a go with me shouting instructions from the sidelines. My Deputy Head said that I’ve obviously missed my true vocation as a caller at ceilidhs.
Our second parents evening felt easier than yesterday’s. Probably because I hadn’t travelled 280 miles across the country to be there.
I can definitely feel a cold coming, just in time for half term.