Hats and handbooks
Hats are back in fashion. Too many months have passed since I last updated this blog, but in spite of the second term being short, it dragged more than Long John Silver after he lost his wooden leg. It continued to be busy with Colonel Blimp treating us as if we were a bunch of scattered-brained children who had decided that the start of exams marked the start of the hols. even though some of us still had classes to teach. The first obsession was hats. Everyone has to have a hat, although I already had three and they’re all important. The colonel wanted to take the EE away from me, but Sarasvati wasn’t having any of it, it’d make no sense, and my proposed heir refused the job. I’m also still the teacher-librarian for official purposes even though Mr Droopy was meant to be taking that over, but he doesn’t know what he’s doing and doesn’t understand the honorary nature of the role. Mrs Blimp got one of the other important hats, which attributes to her efficiency, but it could also...