I'm fairly sure that I have some sort of psychiatric disorder that involves getting a kick out of leaving things far beyond the last minute. Planning lessons and learning the syllabus actually in the moment is certainly adrenaline-laden but perhaps not an OFSTED approved approach.
I need a plan and structure for today, a giant pot of tea (check!) and someone standing over me with a big stick.
Someone who is variously not:
- distractingly attractive
- fascinatingly unattractive
- entertainingly bright
- amusingly dim
. The entire cast of The One Show seem to fit the bill.
I hasten to add I don't watch The One Show deliberately. It has an annoying habit of slipping under my shit-telly radar after the news for a few minutes occasionally. It's a surprisingly wily thing considering it seems to lack any sort of wit, guile or intelligence. Perhaps it operates like white noise in a sci-fi, delivering simpering 'celebrity' and presenters drinking from (clearly empty) teacups while you drool.
Enough nonsense. There are word-games to be played.
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