An educational trip to Alton Towers…

I can hear the shouts:

“Alton Towers ain't educational!”

“You're having a tin bath!!?”

But yesterday saw around ninety Rutland County College staff and students travel to Alton Towers in Staffordshire for the annual trip. In the past this trip was for Psychology students only, but this year it had been opened up to all college students.

In the preparation for this trip AS Level Psychology students had designed an experiment to test the effects of stress on memory. The idea being that different intensity of rides will have a different effect on participants being able to remember things. We await the results with baited breath.

As for the day as a whole, it went fantastically well with no issues or dramas. Even the responsible adults managed to enjoy themselves…

The park wasn't very busy and queue time was pretty good, the longest wait was about 15min. We managed to get on virtually all the rides we wanted to, even some we didn't.

As is normal for a trip to Alton Towers, there is usually a 'new' ride to go on, and today was no different: Nemesis Sub Terra. After various reviews from students that included 'rubbish', 'really scary' and 'you get squirted with egg', it was decided that four brave souls would risk it. Nemesis Sub Terra is loosely themed on the park's famous Nemesis ride and revolves around the discovery of eggs from this original monster. Anyway, to cut a long story short it means you enter a mock lift to see said egg only for an alarm to sound, people to poke you, shout at you, move you around into mock lift again, chase you down a very dark alley with various scary people/objects inside before exiting into daylight. Dave managed to sum it up in three words: “very unpleasant experience”.

Towards the end of the day we were left with probably the biggest dilemma of the day and one we took an age to decide, do we risk getting wet on the Congo River Rapids….?

After much deliberation it was decided that we would risk it, and despite a surprise squirt attack from the bank by some local yobs, all was well.

Overall, a really good day out, really well organised and impeccable behaviour by all except maybe some inappropriate language on the occasion roller-coaster.

 

Great Eastern Run

A lovely bright morning welcomed all runners of the Great Eastern Run to Peterborough. The course has changed slightly to last year, it now starts on the Embankment rather than in the city centre, but more importantly, it is still 13.1 miles long.

The past three weeks training has been pretty non-existent due to various niggling injuries. Therefore today's plan was a nice steady pace. Got to halfway in 52 mins, and feeling pretty good, ran the second half in 50 mins. Finishing in a pretty respectable time of 1.42 which I was happy with considering the last month. You can probably tell that the race was pretty uneventful, Peterborough is not known for its fantastic scenery, although I did spot what I think was a tree at one point. But I was given a goody bag, medal and a ridiculously bright t-shirt for my efforts.

The real fun and games began at the finish….

Firstly, when I went to pick up bag from the storage point, they couldn't find it. I had to hang about watching some bloke desperately searching for it, at the annoyance to other runners. I had borrowed Amy's rucksack because mine had somehow disappeared. Therefore when asked what colour it was I said it was black, which I thought it was, it was in fact more of a grey. Doh!

Secondly, I had parked in the closest car park, not realising that the exit to the car park was actually on the race route. Therefore, it was not opened until most of the runners had finished. So in conclusion it took me an hour and forty minutes to run the race and the same amount of time to exit the car park!

And now for something completely different….

A crazy Austrian man jumped from 24 miles up in the air in an attempt to break the sound barrier….

And….he did it!

Bunting, Books and Bungle

The final week of the first term is finally over and since it has been one whole week since the last blog entry *bows head in shame* I feel I should write something, even if very little has actually happened.

My classroom is now the owner of beautiful new energy efficient lighting. Fitted after school on Thursday to enable a day's trial, before a decision was made to fit them throughout the block late on Friday. Although this is great news, being able to see students in the classroom I feel is an essential part of teaching, it did threaten our chances for winning a tin of chocolates. Earlier on in the week my tutor group had completely decorated the room in Union Jack bunting to celebrate 'Red, White and Blue Day' to bag said chocolates in a school competition. I had, of course, completely forgotten that the engineer would appear on Thursday to fit lights, bunting was taken down, as was our chances of winning the competition.

A visit to the school library meant a collection of teenage fiction to read over the holiday….

Not that I'd actually get round to reading them because of the MASSIVE stack of marking I have to do….

Friday evening came to a close with a walk into town to partake in a few pints of the black stuff in a local hostelry. Who should be at the bar when I arrived? One of my neighbours, already slightly the worse for wear. It was quite easy to recognise this due to the fact that despite being neighbours for three and a half years he didn't seem to know who I was, he shook my hand and said, “I know you from somewhere”. After giving him a couple of clues the penny finally dropped, before he began to introduce me to all his equally drunk mates. The next half hour was spent discussing such subjects as: literature, education, darts, beer and….. the 80s TV show Rainbow…mainly because one of them had the nickname 'Bungle', and did look surprisingly like him…

 

Failure. Blood. Running.

Failure. I hate to admit defeat, but for one reason or another I am officially announcing that September's challenge has been extended into October. I'm slightly disappointed that I've had to take such drastic action but with a two week half-term coming up, together with the fact that my body is finally starting to feel better, I feel it is the best option. The challenge of learning to ride a unicycle was always going to be difficult fully fit, but with various aches and pains appearing (none I think directly related to unicycling) completing the challenge in one month was near impossible.

Blood. It has been a busy week at school. Various assessments taking place and an ever increasing pile of marking that needs completing. Thursday saw the school's open evening, and the annual 'teach the parents' classes I put on. All was going well early on, I was doing the old descriptive writing session using sweets to encourage the use of senses in our writing. We had got through the sight, sound, touch, smell parts without any problems. At this stage I did the old comedy healthy and safety speech before tasting sweets, “please don't eat sweets if you are allergic to anything that could possibly be contained within the sweet”. I should also have mentioned loose teeth! Before I knew it I had a prospective student in front of me in tears, blood flowing down her chin and tissues being stuffed in her mouth by her mother. She was quickly whisked out of the room passed other prospective parents and students, leaving a trail of blood from the English classroom. Not the 'English is Fun' look I was going for. Needless to say that could be one less student joining us next September.

Running. Today I went for a run, the first for three weeks, and although my back was a tad sore it felt good to be finally running again. So I'll be partaking in the first Frostbite run tomorrow morning at St Neots. The Frostbite Races are a great little series of six races held throughout the winter (hence the name) for local club runners to enter. I'll use tomorrow's race as a nice training run and take it pretty steady. That should put me in good stead for next weekend's Great Eastern Run, a half-marathon run around the picturesque streets of Peterborough. Followed, of course, by the Zombie Run later in the month.

 

Olympic Experience

After watching the fabulous opening ceremony and watching some brilliant performances from Team GB from the safety of the sofa, it was finally time to experience the Olympics for real. The date had been on the calendar for about 18 months, Tuesday 7th August, after failing to get various sports in the initial ballot, we ended up with Hockey in the second chance ballot. I have to admit that Hockey was not the first choice event, but we were going, we were going to experience this 'once in a lifetime' visit to a home Olympics. We were all very excited.

Our ticket admitted us to a morning session of Hockey at the Riverside Arena in the Olympic Park, Men's Hockey, two matches: Netherlands vs Korea; and Australia vs Pakistan. First match kicked off sticks away started at 8.30am. Despite staying at my Mums, in South-east London, this meant an early start. Plan was get up at 5am to be sure of leaving at 6am, to ensure we would not miss a kick a whack a hit any of the game.

So, 6.15am and the short walk to the station, Jill and Craig in good spirits…

Leg one of the journey complete, train to London Bridge. Next up was a quick jump on the tube to Stratford. Didn't quite go to plan. As we entered the platform, we were greeted by the Great British public queuing in an orderly fashion (this would not be the last of today's queues) to the sounds of a tanoy, “We apologise for the delay – we have a signal failure on the Jubilee Line”. We waited for around 15mins, several trains coming and going, all packed solid, allowing very few passengers on board. A few prayers to Lord Coe later and we were on board, like the proverbial sardine. Various announcements, all completely ignored, told us to get off at West Ham if we were travelling to the Olympic Park. We therefore went past West Ham and duly got off at Stratford, with everyone else….

Despite the amount of people, we got into the Olympic Park, including various security checks, quickly and without fuss. A short stroll and we had reached the Riverside Arena, followed by a climb of 1000s of steps and we had reached row 29 of 30 and in position to enjoy the hockey.

The Hockey was actually quite exciting, a very fast and skilful game. The Dutch were too strong for Korea and beat them 4-2, whilst the Aussies whooped Pakistan 7-0.

After the Hockey we went to Park Live to watch the Brownlee boys bring home gold and bronze in the triathlon on the big screen.

Then a stroll to the Velodrome where I re-enacted my celebration at seeing Chris Hoy win another gold….

We passed the biggest McDonalds in the world, apparently, before seeing the biggest queue in the world to get into the London 2012 Megastore. Both we avoided before taking a closer look at the Olympic Stadium…

We ended the day by queuing for fish and chips….it was a really great experience, well done London!!!

 

Why I Run

In today’s Y10 lesson, with only two weeks until their English Language exam, we were revising ‘writing to explain’. I was going over the best way to plan and structure the piece of writing, including answering the who, what, where, when, why and how. Then we developed this early planning into a structured answer. We looked at the following rather boring question:

‘What is your hobby? Explain why you enjoy this hobby.’

To engage the class and try to inject some comedy into the classroom I modelled the task by explaining to the class that my hobby was Latin dancing. We went through the planning process and as a class we created a really engaging and interesting piece of informative writing.

This task then got me thinking. Whilst running round the woods late this afternoon I decided to write a blog post about one of my hobbies: running. Recently my blog entries have been a bit heavy or even slightly boring. Partly because of monthly projects I have been completing. So I thought a slightly more light-hearted piece of writing, in an explain style, is just what we need.

Running

I have a number of activities and interests: I like listening to music, attending gigs, blogging and I even play the ukulele, but the hobby that takes up most of my time is running. I am a member of the local running club: Bourne Town Harriers, a small friendly running club that encourages runners of all abilities. I run around three or four times a week, sometimes on my own, sometimes with others and sometimes with the dog.

Late this afternoon, was a nice gentle run around Bourne Woods with the dog, or should I say dogs. We are currently looking after the mother-in-law’s dog while she recovers from a heart bypass operation. Her dog is the one on the right, the divvy looking one with the gormless expression, a lump of a dog, incredibly clumsy with some kind of dog psychological disorder.

There are a number of reasons why I run, especially with the dog. Firstly, the obvious one, to keep fit. It is an easy activity to do, requires very little ‘special’ kit and I can do it whenever I want. I’m not tied to gym opening hours or paying a ridiculous charge for the pleasure. Secondly, the dog needs walking, so I might as well kill two birds with one stone and go for a run with the boy. Thirdly, running gives me a chance to listen to some music. I always run with my iPod, today was no different, and with the new ‘Get Cape. Wear Cape. Fly’ album on its way I took the opportunity to listen to one of the older albums in preparation. Lastly, running allows me to clear my mind and relax, or do some thinking. I often plan lessons in my head, go over the days lessons in my head or think about what I have to do over the next few weeks. Today was no different, it was the thinking about today’s lessons that have lead to this blog post.

As you’re probably well aware, until recently we have had bucket loads of rain, therefore the woods have been pretty muddy. However, I quite like running in the mud, it brings a whole new series of challenges. One of which is actually remaining upright. I had a couple of close shaves, one due to a particularly muddy part, and one due to the divvy dog deciding to stop right in front of me. The advantage of running round the woods is that you can decide the sort of terrain you want to run on, from thick mud and grass to solid tracks and even Tarmac paths.

What with all the recent rain there are lots of deep water puddles around, and the dogs, for some unknown reason, actually like jumping in them and rolling around. Now this is ok if the puddles are reasonably clean, but does become a problem when they are of the black smelly variety. So any run around the woods with the dogs usually takes in the ponds at some stage so the dogs can have a swim and wash down. The ponds at Bourne Woods are around 1 1/2 miles from the entrance, so the dogs get plenty of time to dry off before going home.

We did have one incident as a result of the dogs going in the ponds. As we were nearing the end of the run we came across a couple sitting on a bench. At this point the divvy dog decided to go say hello, he approached the couple and just as they lent over to stroke him he began shaking excess water from his coat. Unsurprising the fella wasn’t particularly happy, I smiled, apologised, and continued running…..fast!

By the time we had finished the run it was early evening, the weather had been great, sunny and reasonably warm. It had been a really nice gentle run, just over 5 miles in about 50 mins, including some stops for photos and swimming dogs. Can’t wait until Juneathon starts!