My Duck

It's been a strange old day. Work was pretty frenetic this morning, not enough hours to do everything which needed doing.

This afternoon we were reunited with lots of old friends and colleagues at Alan's funeral. Alan was the Deputy Head at my school when I arrived as a very nervous probationary teacher in 1978 and he was an absolute gentleman. The service was very moving and the packed church evidence of the respect felt for this lovely man. Afterwards several of us retired to a local hostelry to catch up, share stories and laugh together.

Goodnight Alan. I think he would have chuckled at my duck.