I’m a soon to be ex-teacher. I think. I wasn’t pushed, I jumped (stumbled, tripped, fell?). Chronic illness/extreme fatigue and full-time teaching do not mix. Insert cocktail metaphor here; I can’t work one out. So part of this blog will be about my imminent unemployment and coming destitution. Jokes! I’ll be figuring summat out. Or supply teaching for ever more.
Being both gluten and dairy free is a thing too, so maybe they’ll be food stuff as well.
And pictures of the cat.