The End Is Near

My poor class had a visit from Mr. Grumpy Knickers today, I'm afraid. Either hay fever or a cold smacked me with a constantly running, stinging nose, a headache and a rapidly dwindling supply of energy and patience. They paid dearly for every instruction they failed to follow with military precision.

Medication and a very early night will hopefully see Mr. Amiable back in the saddle tomorrow.

I hope they cannot see ....