Well, it's back to work tomorrow, the final push up to the summer holidays and for me, this is the part of the school year I hate the most. It's hot, the kids are restless and are ready to move on, the staff are worn out, the not knowing about the next class you will teach, the not knowing if you will stay in the same year, will you work with someone you hate.....blahdy, blahdy, blaaaaaah! My list goes on!
I have spent all this week worrying about this last part of the school year. Silly eh! Stupid me forgot I had work to do and guess who remembered today....yep so guess who is in a panic over it? Yep moi! It's not too bad, it's for 3 annual reviews so I have to make sure that's done today!
This afternoon I am off out to visit my aunt and uncle. They are both in their 90's and not been well so I can't put it off. My aunt has promised me that she has made a cheese cake. Not any old cheese cake I might add either. She is Italian so this cake is made from a very old recipe that was given to her way back in Italy by her mother. She takes 2 days to make this cake as she makes the cheese/curd for it herself too. I can't wait to get my gnashers round this as it is to kill for.
Speak later xx







The next thing I know I am woken up at around 2.16am by hysterical laughter. What was going on?!?! Once I had gained my senses and had "come to" I could see my son leaning over me with tears rolling down his face with a blue felt tip pen in his hands.

