Back to school. Long weekends are very nice and perhaps, as a lead in to retirement, at some point I might think about going down to four days of teaching rather than five. Our senior management seems very receptive to that sort of approach, recognising that a happy teacher is likely to be a better teacher and to give more to the job, I guess. Something to ponder on anyway.
It's still raining! Not hard, but steadily, and everything is dismally dripping down onto the already saturated ground. It's Tuesday, so my playground duty day: I just hope it's not too nasty by playtime. I suppose it has to clear up at some point and we do still need the rain, if only to water those gardens affected by the hosepipe ban. It's not really the purely or mainly ornamental gardens like mine I'm thinking of here. I know of several families who are financially fairly dependent on produce they grow to eat in their garden or allotment and to have to watch these shrivel up and die or to spend hours they cannot really spare with a watering can must be a real problem. Life is so fast and furious nowadays, paid employment sucks in so many extra hours, that the gentle, slow activity of filling a watering can and watching the sparkling droplets landing on the soil seems a lifetime away.
No problems that way right now anyway!
Yesterday was pleasant. I didn't do much really - just a bit of this and a bit of that. Very lazy really. Back on the working wagon today!