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It’s been a hectic day, with the pupils all back from prelims so I’m onto a full timetable again. Barely time to sit back and breathe, pupils working on a project through lunch, paperwork once the bell went and taking stuff to the flat on the way home as I prep for the “big move”… It says something about a day when the highlight is getting to Asda at just the right time to net a pile of food for a quid. Still, it counts.
Niamh has been practising her writing… using chocolate. Anyone else do this? I’m quite impressed. You could write secret messages, and then eat them.
I’ve not been to Krav for around 2 months for various reasons, and I needed to get back into it. To push myself I opted to head to a 4-hour groundwork (grappling / wrestling) seminar. Prior to which I had the option of a regular 90-minute class. So, yes, of course I did.
Knackered, strained, bruised, scraped and feeling every one of my 45 years but glad I went. I also got to catch up with a load of people from my old club who I’ve not seen in ages, and train with Ronnie again. I do need to exercise more. And stretch. And stop eating crap.
After a hard-fought battle and tactical use of our Joker during the science round (in which we didn’t actually do as well as we’d hoped), our team took home the annual inter-school quiz trophy. We had one of the smallest teams (if not the smallest), numbering only four with most having six and ended ten points clear of our nearest competition. A good night, and over £500 raised for a mental health charity to boot.
Another work-related one… I managed to get my S4 reports done way ahead of schedule for a change. Just my S6’s to do (nine of them) and I’m home and dry. No way I’m starting them at this time of night, though. It’d take longer to correct the spelling in the morning.
