I’m back, finally. For the next two and a half weeks I’ll be free of teaching, marking and pastoral duties, which means I can cook properly again. Hooray!
The last five weeks have been unbelievably busy. I think I’ve averaged around 4 hour sleep per night for the last fortnight. On top of the job, I have been preparing for my PhD viva, which came and went succesfully on Wednesday. Now I can officially call myself Dr Nanayakkara*. This has already had good and bad repercussions at school. One of my year 9s has chosen to address me as ‘Doctor’ which is totally unneccessary but makes me feel very smug. However, one of my year 12s thinks it’s amusing to call me ‘Doc’. How rude - and after I’d brought them cake for their last lesson too**!
Immediately after the viva, I was plunged into the whirlwind of the last few days of term along with the inevitability of hyperactive students and evening drinks parties while already very, very hung-over indeed. When that was over, I slept for 36 hours almost consecutively.
Now I’m free and I’m contemplating what I’ll be doing with that enormous ox-tongue sitting in the fridge. Yes, a whole ox-tongue. Well, you didn’t expect me to come back from my extended blogging break with something boring, did you? ;)
I’ll keep you posted on what happens to it….
*and, more importantly, make other people do the same.
** This might be what sixth form detentions were made for.