So open evening is over. Free flow and swapover are over. The walls are becoming increasingly bare. Next year's books have name and subject labels on them. Little ones keep coming up and saying 'I'm in your class, Mrs C' in a confident-that-this-is-good-news voice. Not-so-little-ones-any-more come up and say 'I want to stay in your class', knowing full well that they can't and won't.
I am wrapping up thankyous that represent only a fraction of the gratitude I feel for the support and help I have been given this year. Lovely home made thankyous that I hope are received well.
So I'd better go back to the table and get on with it, hadn't I?