Nevermore

A day of report writing. 80 first year reports- hellish. I kept staring enviously out into the garden and listening to my neighbours cut grass, tidy up their gardens wishing I could do the same. I found myself getting angry at the many who bash teachers... Oh, but you have great holidays... Yes we do, but show me a teacher who works only school hours and I'll show you a real live unicorn.
Anyway, rant over. In other news I received an unexpected and interesting proposition that I'll need to look into. Exciting times ahead perhaps. Later on I could hear things being chucked onto the conservatory roof, went for a look and here was the culprit.