Monthly Archives: May 2005


Just to be British it’s chucking it down right now, if we weren’t trying to pack up the campervan for a little jaunt it wouldn’t be quite so bad.

I have looked up weather for the next few days and have decided we want the BBC weather forecast – it’s really rather nice, sunshine, maybe a little cloud but certainly nothing to worry about. Yahoo however, feel that it’s going to be very wet for the entire week.

Bring on BBC weather.

It is over

Well, for me at least. Having led the music group for almost exactly five years, today was my last Sunday. I can’t say I’m sad, it was time to go. I had reached my limits of massaging everyones egos and finely balancing personalities that didn’t get on with each other. It is with relish that I face the prospect of appearing along with everyone else at about 1 minute before the service rather than 1 hour, of being able to go and drink coffee with the masses after the service, rather than once most people have left. Of being able to go up the hill when I feel like it (though that is a shockingly early start), and sometimes just taking a Sunday off because I feel like it, not because I will be actively else where.

This departure hasn’t come suddenly, I made the decision to leave in January and now seemed to be the first possible time for me to actually stop. I’ve had plenty of time to get used to going and after my initial decision things seemed to improve and I began enjoying it a lot more. The last couple of weeks have been rather difficult though – one of the key personalities has thrown one of the biggest wobblies ever (did I blog about it?) and at that point it took all my will-power not to snap back that with people like him it wasn’t really surprising that I was giving up (one of many of his gripes was my leaving – though I suspect that if I hadn’t been it would have been his gripe that I was still there!)

I suspect before too long I will miss singing with the group on a Sunday morning, but equally know that I, and they, need a complete break before I can think about joining them as a singer, the people in charge need to get used to being in charge and not feel that they are upsetting me by doing things differently – one person that is in group leadership (it takes 3 people to do my job!) wouldn’t even consider me, but the others may not feel comfortable.

So in a few months don’t be surprised if I say I have gone back.

Finally good weather

And I feel I’ve waited a long time for it. For goodness sake it’s the end of May already, and please let it stay nice for half term next week.

And would you believe that I am only just realising that I have lost all my email addresses with my old computer, so if anyone thinks I should have their email address please email me. I’m thinking especially, but not exclusively, of people I know in real life, though some internet people who I have emailed would be useful too.

One more day to half term, and I find the last half term quite pleasant really, despite what Smudgie’s friend seemed to think. Perhaps it’s different in Secondary schools.

Holidays soon

I can’t wait – a week off and when I go back after half term the year 11’s will have gone and life will be wonderful… well, better.

A person I play badminton with pulled ‘that’ face when someone asked me about half term. She got what is now my standard response “if you want my holidays, do my job” funnily enough people don’t want to deal with the pupils on a daily basis.

With thanks to a fellow RE teacher

Here are a couple of rather wonderful exam answers

Q Give two examples of fertility treatment
A make-up, bleach

Q Give an example of a modern miracle
A A miracle from modern day is a child saying no to drugs and yes to an education

I’ll keep an eye out as I mark some tests myself.


I did it, I really did it. Having been so ashamed to walk out of my front door for the last month or so I finally pulled up all the thistles, some came up really easily, some broke off, some didn’t hurt and some did. But the point is that it’s done, it doesn’t look perfect but at least it looks like someone lives here now. I need a more permanent solution which involes a layer of plastic underneath the stones – the last one has about rotted away.

So to all my neighbours who must have got really fed up with my lack of effort, I’m sorry it took so long and I’ll try to keep on top of it in the future.


Wow, an hour of fast badminton really is good. I feel ready to take on the world. Right, what shall I do?


-weed the front garden
-go out and paint the town red
-tidy the house
-mark some tests that I have been avoiding for ages
-drink a glass of wine and have a bath

Hmm, I’m sure there are plenty of things I should be doing, but as the bath is currently running…

How to make a teacher mad

It’s one of the more common phrases I get for people finding my wiblog, so here are some suggestions for those people…

– suggest ‘this should be a fun lesson’ on the last lesson before your GCSE exams – that works

– spend the entire lesson when I am giving my last minute, ‘lets fool the examiner into thinking you know something’ tips, writing in those bloody notebooks.

– ask me if I can look after your exercise book – yup last time I see you. Then look surprised and a little bit hurt when I refuse.

– if you’re a timetabler put a year 11 class on the one lesson a week you have them so that you miss a third of their classes – oh and make it a really good class, one that, if they had enough time would actually achieve good grades.

Choral Evensong

It isn’t often my church experiences the delights of Choral Evensong, but tonight was an exception. I quite enjoy it when it happens, tonight I was in the ‘choir’, thankfully no pointy hats in sight (and they wonder why their regular choir is full of 70+ year olds).

For me the highlight was ‘Brother James’ Air’, the lowlight ‘Gaelic Blessing’. I call it ‘Garlic Dressing’, David thought the vicar said ‘Gay Blessing’.

I did it!

I had considered my options of what computer to buy. I seriously considered Dell – a variety of people have recommended them, one not so much. Instead I bought from PC World – recommended by no-one but an easy option.

So upstairs I now have a 17″ flat screen monitor with 160GB of memory, 512MB RAM, DVD RW oh and lots more. Not a complete bargain but also not a rip off – I think. I have set it all up, pondered how much I have to get off my lap top and not used it this evening because it’s upstairs and I want to watch TV (mind you, perhaps it’s just that Dave has been on the internet).