My Red Brick Rainbow

7:30 am Feeling rough as a hedgehog I hopped off to Stockport for my QTS skills tests. "Great" I said when the bloke told me I wasn't allowed to take any water into the unairconditioned stuffy dark room. About half way through the test, the numbers and words on the screen thought that I was chief auditioner for M. Flatly's Riverdance and started Irish jigging for me. Somehow, managed to finish the test before running to talk to the big white telephone they'd installed, conveniently in the conveniences. So, after all, turns out I must have a direct line to the deities coz I passed both of them. When I got back to the car in a trance like state, the sun came out over the viaduct and I felt like I was underneath a brick rainbow. I smiled for the first time all day, got into my mum's red tomato car and autopiloted all the way back to my sofa.