Day 341 - Mud Glorious Mud

Tuesday March 23rd

Observation number 4 with the Head of Maths. It turns out that he played hockey with Jon Potter, my old boss at Diageo. This is now the 3rd connection I have with Jon through people I have met on my return to the UK. It shouldn't be Kevin Bacon, it should be Jon Potter...or maybe it should be me!

Observation goes really well (Tarsia genius again!) although the lesson is curtailed by a late assembly. Once again I get kudos for dealing with disruption and adapting on the fly without panicking. Little does anyone know that I was paid thousands to do exactly that in  my old life. I made a career of it. the only difference now is that I don't get paid thousands for it.

The afternoon is spent face down in glutinous mud in borrowed clothes as I join Year 9 and the Royal Marines on their Rewards afternoon. They organise this every term for those boys that accrue enough credits. I'm not sure how much of a reward this was as everyone got very very muddy but they all joined in and seemed to enjoy themselves. I will miss this lot.

My brother's pristine BMW gets caked in mud on the way home. Oops