If only everything was black and white...

I had a meeting after work with the Head Teacher about the inspection, and all of a sudden I'm worried. I think that the thing that I hate doing most in the world - paper work - is going to crucify me. I think I am a reasonably good teacher; I do the best I can - most of the time. I don't think it's going to be enough. Oh well. Not long till retirement.

I also had a fall in my room at school today - tripped on the strap of my harp case, fell on my already sore knees and twisted my neck.

Anyone got any lucky white heather?

Thank God for my black and white best friend - he loves me, no matter what the state of the paper work!