Today I descended back into the mire where the unwashed masses loiter outside KFC. My ccontract has not been renewed. Not quite terminated, perhaps, but kneecapped. So it's either lots of time for blogging until the internet connection gets cut off, followed by scrounging for change for a warming brew at Vernon's Tea Rooms........OR............job hunting.
Oh the joy. Since the contents of the heads of my powerful superiors are protected by a powerful mystique, I did not find out until today, three weeks after the closing date for almost all school jobs. That I can't fathom why I couldn't have been privy to a hint a few weeks ago is less a mystery than an indication as to why I am on the low side of the road which divides the management junta from the skivvies.
All of which means it is the dregs of the school jobs, or something else altogether.
Failing that, there is always Vernon's Tea Rooms...
Friday was Ben and Kathryn's wedding in St. Newlyn, and a beautiful affair it was too. Lovely to see the Byfield clan, Ed, Sheila and Steve, Sarah and Tania. Thanks to all for a lovely day!
We went to Taunton Vale point to point on the way home, and Sam was converted instantly from animal rights extremist to fully fledged turf lover.
Photos of Isaac's christening
We are online! And the first thing I have done is put the Christening photos on flickr. click here
...to Dolly Bindi.
Some live quotes from revellers(!)
Bethany: "A joyous occasion."
Samantha: "Dolly daydream."
Dot: "Hang on I'll go and get the books."
"I don't feel a day over 54."
Bethany [in reply] "Well, you're not."
First, why is Neil 'Toppler' Kinnock's son head of the British Council in Russia, please. Must be talent. Second, why does the Milliband boy think he is well placed to assert [paraphrase] 'all the activities of the British council in Russia are completely legal.' Is he now a fontum iuridicae
for Russia? Well, I suppose he probably would be.
Louise from Northern Ireland calls Stephen Nolan on five live to talk about this overcrowded planet.
"I've been thinking about adopting. Would I love that child as much as my own flesh and blood? I mean, I'm not ready to have children yet, but I was thinking about this, and I've been talking to friends about it...I was thinking, I mean, people have pets and stuff...I've got a dog myself, which I love nearly like my own child, so I suppose it is possible..."
The Prophetic Teddy
Much bloggy hot air on this...I'd have thought if the outlook was forty lashes and a year of porridge, you'd take 15 days in clink
and run, wouldn't you?
Meanwhile, Peter Hain
tries to get Harriet Harman
off the hook by saying he had a dodgy 5k too. (No link yet, even on reuters - I heard it on BBC 5live.) So that's ok, then.