Daisy

A day of bribes.

So, I woke up this morning to find my eyes were completely stuck together and refused to unstick, resulting in me having about 15 minutes to get ready for work. I think it may have been the 5 pound curry night I attended the night before (for what is a curry with out a drink or two??).

I knew then that it was likely to be a challenging day.

I forgot my packed lunch and so had to eat school dinners, then with my blessed year nines immediately realised the error of deciding to do a lesson on mistletoe... 20 minutes into the lesson one had punched another in the face, someone had been squashed by a desk and burst into tears and someone else was kicked so hard that he claimed to have broken his leg. Three boys sent to the nurse in less than 10 minutes during a seated history lesson is surely something of a record?

Still, at least they have all become completely obsessed with little Britain and so every question that was directed at them was met with the reply 'Yeah, I know' or sometimes 'eh eh ehhhhh'. Oh how I laughed.

You think I would have seen it coming when someone asked for a closer look at the mistletoe.

Anyway. One day left. Just one day... and then the staff night out (you've seen 'teachers' on channel 4 - right??....!!).

Then, oh my goodness - I am going to London. To lovely lovely London where there are shops and friends and pink champagne and no little horrors to ask me if my name is really Daisy. (No, silly boy - it's Miss of course).

Sometimes I suspect that they don't take me seriously at all.... but then - who would?

16.12.04 18:49