Tomorrow...

This beautiful new building - a school - sits at the top of Port Glasgow, on the road to Kilmacolm in Inverclyde. I pass it often and it always makes me smile and think.

It represents a lot. It's the first joint, community campus to be built in our area. A catholic secondary, a non-denominational secondary, a school for children with additional support needs and a nursery are all here. Separate buildings, separate entrances but a collective learning community none the less. A brave but welcome step in the West of Scotland.

On the day where it's all change in the Westminster Government, as Michael Gove steps aside to allow someone else to sip from the poisoned chalice that is the education portfolio, I'm reminded of something I believe. Carrying the political can for such a hugely important task will never be easy. We expect change; we expect progress; we expect choice; we expect our children to be all they can be; we expect them to be happy; we expect all this and more from our education system but we also expect our children to pass their exams and get a good job or college/university place. This is what we continue to measure. What continues to matter in the grown up world. Ministers for Education - damned if they do, damned if they don't...

Of course I live in Scotland so we have a different leader. Different but the same really. Wasn't it ever thus.

All of us working as educators, having the privilege of working directly with children, we're the lucky ones. We get to see tomorrow, today.

Spare a thought for the men and women at the helm, it can't be easy steering such a huge, expectant ship.

Back to the beautiful new school. The subject of my blip. A school is a building with four walls - and tomorrow inside. Can't you see it...?

Today outof10? A hopeful 8 ❤️