I have just had the most bizarre weekend. The idea was to pick the kids up from school on Friday and drive the hundred miles or-so back home, where I grew up, to visit my parents, brothers and their families. At that time on a Friday, we should have been back in time for an
A couple of days ago I was stood in a hardware store getting some keys cut. It had been pouring with rain and I was soaked through and cold. As I handed over the key to be copied, it dawned on me this was a very dull but significant moment. One of the keys, you
Inset days: I have a love-hate relationship with them. I don’t know about you other mums and dads with school age children, but I feel Inset days are a total pain, if a necessary one.
As with many blog posts, the inspiration for this one came following a casual chat with a dad. This guy has a child at a secondary school Mrs Adams and I have been considering for Helen, our eldest daughter.
I had the good fortune to meet Bobby Seagull a couple of years ago. In that time he’s become an increasingly high-profile advocate for studying maths and I can see why.
