A true disinclination to get up did not
unfortunately stop me and I set out in darkness for the school.
Arrival should not have been so bad because
I was off on a trip and even my first lesson was going to be taken by
others. But, there is always a but, the
work that I had prepared yesterday was only half useful as the disk that was
supposed to accompany all the photocopying I had done was nowhere to be
found. So, I copied another test and all
seemed to be going well until the second set of photocopying I had done also
lacked its disk. Much flurrying about
and off I went again to photocopy another set of tests. This time I was informed of the missing disk
with a couple of minute to go before the lesson started.
By the time I set off to join my colleague
on the bus I had (although I didn’t know it at the time) lost my keys.
The mock-rehearsal student United Nations
was held in a school in San Cugat. The
school itself was very impressive with a real library and an indoor swimming
pool! We held the lobbying in the school
library and the General Assembly in the school theatre. I continued to be impressed with the
facilities.
Our kids were somewhat intimidated at first
and had to be encouraged, or rather cajoled into taking a more active
part. It was a good day and gave the
clearest indication yet as to what may be facing our kids when they go to the
“real thing” in Lisbon next month.
Do not, for a moment, think that just
because I went to a school a few miles away from us I am prepared to accompany
the kids on a trip to a foreign country.
That is something I have not, do not and will not do. The Lisbon excursion will have to do without
me. As indeed it is doing as the other
person who is going has already been booked in on flight and hotel. But I do not trust my school and have a sneaking
suspicion that they have other plans.
But I will be firm.
We got back in good time and it was only
then that my frantic search for me keys revealed their lack. My friend the secretary, fellow survivor of
The School That Sacked Me and lover of penguins was typically phlegmatic about
my loss, worked out where they might be, phoned and – there they were! A calm end to a fairly frantic day.
The evening was enlivened by the
reappearance of the car crane which pulled in opposite our house and the driver
and another resplendent in fluorescent jacket marched resolutely towards our
house. The intervention of Toni as
translator revealed that they had come to repatriate the two parking posts
which I had salvaged after the wrecking activities of person or persons unknown
(ha!).
I produced the broken one (the third one to
be destroyed) and the second one which I found hidden away in the bin in the
street. They thanked me profusely and
tucked their spoils away underneath the crane and drove off. I only hope that my neighbour saw me talking
to the people who purloined her car a couple of days ago and starts to put her
addition in order!
I think that an early night is in order.
I am coming to the end of my course of
antibiotics and I should be ready to start drinking alcohol by United Nations
Day!
What timing!
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