Went into Peterborough with every other person in the world today. It was very busy. Apparently it’s nearly Christmas.

But on a more positive note: HMVs collection of vinyl has increased recently.  

 
Picked up the new Paul Heaton and Jacqui Abbott album whilst in there.

The tree is up. 

My fantastic Y10s and I said goodbye to one of the family who is moving down south to a new school… 

When I left work this evening I couldn’t help but think I was in a movie: a crappy version of ‘The Italian Job’.  

Something new for the classroom… 

(Firstly an apology. This post is late. I’m sorry. I’m not entirely sure why it’s late – I took the picture last night – I just forgot. I’m sorry to all my fans who sit eagerly awaiting my daily post. Again, to you, I apologise. There is no excuse for this behaviour. I. Am. Sorry.)

After a night avoiding marking mock papers, watching Masterchef and getting very excited about The Great Pottery Throw Down. It occurred to me that I was wearing a t-shirt that summed up my evening in three words….