Typing up the teens homework, cooking and eating tea, trying to make arrangements for children this week with a friend (gave up on that one), sorting boys out with footie stuff and searching for £2 subs.
I've been to Matalan and bought some clothes that probably won't fit and I've been on the phone with my BIL being nagged about applying for a job he thinks I ought to go for. I'm sure he thinks he's my dad at times.
Getting ready to go and plant the lasta the winter onions, just as I'd finished lacing me boots up the skies dropped its filthy load all over me bald dome, fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.
Skim read the papers, printed off something, researched on the net, had a laugh with a colleague, cleaned out my bag, thought about lunch, sat dazed for about 20 minutes
looking at photos
eating an apple and crisps at the same time
knowign over a glass of water
wiping up water from my desk
avoiding doing any type of work...
looking at photos
eating an apple and crisps at the same time
knowign over a glass of water
wiping up water from my desk
avoiding doing any type of work...
Been out and finally found this college ive been trying to find, only to find out its a staff training day and i have to come back on monday. It was a good journey atleast!
Getting a hysterical call from the teen asking me to go and fetch her and her friend from the other side of town where they saw some men in a car trying to drag some screaming girls into it.
We popped into the police station on the way home to mention it just in case it was more than an angry dad and my girls are now cleaning their tear stained faces and drinking hot sweet tea.
I'm a bit about the whole thing but they were genuinely frightened and upset by it...
More than I planned to. Brushed up, hoovered, washed up, laundry, made enough leek and potato soup for 8 portions, put it in tubs for freezing, washed up again, and finally sat down for a well-earned spliff and coffee
Pissing about putting my image on that yearbook photo site, drinking tea, smoking fags and preparing to go shopping as soon as i can motivate myself to get up off this sofa. It's all go
Finishing Wonder Boys, napping, deciding whether to get washed and dressed, and concluding that it would be a waste of good doing-fuck-all time, skinning up, pouring a cheeky glass of tempranillo
Watching a film on French TV - one of those films about small town childhood innocence only the French can do - I'll have to watch the repeat to catch the exact details of a key part of the plot, but it still made me blub at the end.
paperwork, doing regular checks on the students, explaining to one kid why it wasnt the right time to have breakfast just because she had woken up, and answering her many questions , doing more paperwork, clockwatching, doing a handover and walking home. then checked emails and pootling on here bed soon me thinks!
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