Long run this morning and then sat and attempted to plan next week's lessons. Felt pretty confident about them but it seemed to take forever to do them. Next week is going to be hard, I can feel it coming. I'm taking on more and more lessons which means I have to plan them. This doesn't seem so bad but when you are planning a 65 minute lesson from scratch on a topic you know nothing about, to a group of children you hardly know and moving from classroom to classroom with a plastic box of stuff that you think you might need......
By the way, what happened to conker fights? Our local streets are covered in conkers but none of the kids seem bothered any more. I remember a time when we would scavenge tirelessly in the street, woods and into people's gardens, soak them in vinegar, leave them on radiators and then carefully bore a hole through the middle before threading the string and going into battle with trembling hands and hope in your heart that you had found "the one". More often than not you finished with bruised knuckles and a bruised ego but every now and then you could boast a "tenner" or better. Happy days.
