🔑 The locksmith returned first thing on Friday morning. It was a brisk job in replacing the bottom barrel at South Lambeth Road. I then became the Keeper of the Keys for four flats. This is where the fun starts. It took planning of epic proportions to make sure everyone had access.#
Some very upsetting news greeted me when I arrived at the SW9 school. This was a complete shock and remains a private moment. But there is so much love and support available for a school community that needs it right now.#
The day picked up with some Gospel singing from Boy Y in a lively music lesson. He's a bit of a STAR. I think he knows that as well.#
🍕 Some spooky Halloween pizzas were on the menu in food tech. I always come out of the SW9 school amazed at the new ideas that the pupils are served up. I had plans to repeat the process later in the day for the evening meal. We went with Chicago Town pizzas instead.#
The school day finished singing Men at Work's Down Under with the Year 10 pupils. All school days should end this way. Much love for everyone in SW9. Always.#
🎸 There was a half decent busker at LS strumming along to Half a World Away. He had a Manc accent, although I couldn't work out if this was for added theatrical value. It's still a banger of a tune. The perfect Friday early evening song ahead of the commute. You're down, but not out.#
I found myself haggling over £1 for a Bob Dylan cassette on the train back to the bloody Estuary Wilds. Look, fella: if the price is £4 then it's for sale for £4. Don't be a cheeky f-er and ask for £1 off. A minute later and my watch pinged saying that he had bought it for £4.#
📮 Back at base and The Postman Delivers: Nina Simone's Baltimore on CD. Pure quality. I put it to one side and caught up with the Forest preview on Radio Nottingham instead. We go again tomorrow afternoon. Oh Lordy.
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The Battle of the Central Heating took place for the rest of the evening. A was making advances to flick the switch. I'm determined to dig in deep for as long as we can. What a time to be alive.#
🔑 The locksmith returned first thing on Friday morning. It was a brisk job in replacing the bottom barrel at South Lambeth Road. I then became the Keeper of the Keys for four flats. This is where the fun starts. It took planning of epic proportions to make sure everyone had access.#
Some very upsetting news greeted me when I arrived at the SW9 school. This was a complete shock and remains a private moment. But there is so much love and support available for a school community that needs it right now.#
The day picked up with some Gospel singing from Boy Y in a lively music lesson. He's a bit of a STAR. I think he knows that as well.#
🍕 Some spooky Halloween pizzas were on the menu in food tech. I always come out of the SW9 school amazed at the new ideas that the pupils are served up. I had plans to repeat the process later in the day for the evening meal. We went with Chicago Town pizzas instead.#
The school day finished singing Men at Work's Down Under with the Year 10 pupils. All school days should end this way. Much love for everyone in SW9. Always.#
🎸 There was a half decent busker at LS strumming along to Half a World Away. He had a Manc accent, although I couldn't work out if this was for added theatrical value. It's still a banger of a tune. The perfect Friday early evening song ahead of the commute. You're down, but not out.#
I found myself haggling over £1 for a Bob Dylan cassette on the train back to the bloody Estuary Wilds. Look, fella: if the price is £4 then it's for sale for £4. Don't be a cheeky f-er and ask for £1 off. A minute later and my watch pinged saying that he had bought it for £4.#
📮 Back at base and The Postman Delivers: Nina Simone's Baltimore on CD. Pure quality. I put it to one side and caught up with the Forest preview on Radio Nottingham instead. We go again tomorrow afternoon. Oh Lordy.
#
The Battle of the Central Heating took place for the rest of the evening. A was making advances to flick the switch. I'm determined to dig in deep for as long as we can. What a time to be alive.#
