Springtime delusions

Any delusions I may have had about this beautiful springlike day had well and truly gone west by the time I walked Cousteau after school.

Grey. Biting cold. Imminent dark.

Feeling a bit under the weather today. Sniffles and sore throat. Just the usual winter bug; lots going around at school at the moment. I think it's just going to skirt around me this time. Hopefully.

School is crazily busy at the moment. Nigh on 200 reports to write. Then nigh on 100 books to mark. Then proof-reading. Then. Then. Then.

Anyway, apart from that, all is well in Barkingland.

My colleagues are all tired too. We're all stressed out. Grey is the new face colour, it would seem. And there are five weeks left of term. Oh yay!

Night all.