I lead a full life, rendered ever more varied by a once a week foray back to the chalkface to tutor year 11 students who have got lost along the way. Mostly I stick to things literary but occasionally I have to teach Maths. It’s a win win situation: I get to remove my wellingtons for a few hours and my children can tell their friends that at last I have a ‘proper job’. (Presumably running a business doesn’t count).
This week’s dubious pleasure is cumulative frequency. No. I don’t know why it’s so important either unless one wants a career in market research or trainspotting but there are a lot of questions about it on GCSE papers. And since there’s only so much one can do to inject a modicum of pizzazz into such a topic I have occupied myself in other ways, as you see.
Dodging the showers to plant hundreds of bulbs – crocus, anemone, daffs and fritillaries with an entire school during The Big Bulb Plant on October 2nd.
Dodging the showers to pot up some strawberry runners as a ‘present for less than a pound’ for an eco event.
Dodging the showers to collect compost from the allotment for son number 2’s recycling project – a salad train fashioned from plastic grape containers, lolly sticks, treasury tags, cereal boxes and lettuce seeds.
Dodging the showers to pick the ingredients for son number 1’s latest homework – a Tudor peasant’s feast of pottage and flat bread. The Tudors liked their coleworts (kale) and so they feature quite significantly in the pottage.