My 11 year old niece Maisie heard me doing typical teachery education-system-bemoaning to her parents the other evening. “Oh,” she said. “EVERYONE hates Michael Gove. Here. I did this with my friend Magda.” And she showed me this series of … Continue reading
Ever since I was at primary school I’ve always felt a little bit like this: Or this: It wasn’t anything dramatic or horrible. Nobody bullied me, I had friends and I don’t think anyone noticed. It’s just I didn’t feel … Continue reading
My panic attack was probably the best thing that ever happened to me. Humans have this capacity to carry on in horrible situations for unlimited quantities of time unless something forces them to stop. I was unhappy in my job, … Continue reading
I wonder how many texts in the whole history of the world have begun with the phrase, “My grandmother used to say…” Probably millions. It’s probably a phrase that should be avoided at ALL costs. They probably run creative writing … Continue reading
Son 2 phoned today. The conversation went something like this: “I’m just informing you that I resigned from university this morning.” “Ah. I see. How did you do it?” “It’s easy; you just go online, click ‘I don’t want to … Continue reading
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