Ok - its a bit desperate but i am counting down the days to half term already (5 weeks and 1 day then one week off!!!) cause someone stole my christmas holidays - no really. After drinking on Christmas Eve somewhere between Jordans and my house I stumbled into a paralell universe time warp black holey thing and ended up hanging off a balcony in Aberdeen listening to Wet Wet Wet cover the Shaft Theme tune. In this world, people understood the wild shapes i throw on the dance floor and throw them back with equal enthusiasm, and singlemindedness oblivious to anything else going on araound us (e.g. getting robbed!! and hunting robbers).
So suddenly i have been transported from Christmas Eve to New Years Eve and I'm back at work in four days. ahhhh (five weeks and 1 day then one week off!!!)
So first day back to day and the picture on the kids faces when they ask whats the point in coming back on a Thursday and getting a "Don't ask me this is not my bloody education system, i don't understand GCSE and Year 10 and 11 so fuck off and just behave for the day"
So much for that - i'm in with the new teacher all morning with kids complaining that she is making them do too much cutting and bloody sticking!
Afternoon is my real forte - counting down the hour and a half left before the little buggers go home and my brilliant idea to keep them occupied - dragons den - split into groups think of a product, team name and logo. Couldn't cause any trouble could it?
Bugger - one chair thrown twice one door kicked in 5 kids running in 5 different directions and one cause - WOMEN!
(5 weeks and 1 day to go then one week off!!!)
