Ya boo!

Tonight's card games stretched to Snap (in which I thrashed her) and Postman Pat Top Trumps (in which she thrashed me). No time for a decider as tea was ready. We'll leave it as evens for tonight. At one point she said, "Oh my God, you are so competitive!" Cheeky. True, but too cheeky.

Had a mixed day of maths, phonics, English, lunch and half a science lesson interrupted by projectile vomiting. Not the contents of my stomach, although I did come home with some on my clothes and could smell it all the way in the car. Had to clear it up too, certainly not the best bit of the job! Bet Mr Gove never mentions that sort of thing in one of his speeches knocking teachers. Tosser.