Snuffling on the sofa ...

I'm lying on the sofa, snuffling and sighing - I've got a cold, the first I've had for a long time - 

When I first started teaching, I often had colds - germs flew around my steamy classroom like tiny savage birds - draw the motte and bailey in silence I'd croak, sipping a scalding Lemsip - then colour it in - 

I can remember, even now, so many years later, coughing in the anarchic playground, blowing my sore nose, longing for the end of school - 

16.09

8 January 2014

On the sofa

The Old School House

East Stoke