Apparently the boy has got himself a girlfriend so my wife has taken him to have his long flowing locks tamed. No more the wild man of Borneo. Back from the residential the youngest daughter has now come straight back to Earth with a virus that looks as though it is all set up for a weekend of fun.
Actually not a bad day at work, a DCC SLT meeting at 7.30 which went OK, three cool lessons, break duty, dinner duty and then an EPAC SLT, even got home for 4.30. Nothing very eventful happened or was said, however not looking forward to the DCC residential at the Worsley Marriott tomorrow. There is only so much purple one can take.
Sad news tonight the black goldfish Henry died and was buried in the dustbin. The mercenaries didn't even blink, each of them just asked if they have another for themselves.