||[Jun. 23rd, 2010|11:29 pm]
Went to Pinkwitch's teaching service award presentation this evening. I think the last time I was in a room with that many teachers we sang Jerusalem ("You boy! You know the proper words so bloody well sing them!") then got a stern lecture about not flushing first years heads down the toilet without a note from the form master and not being out of bounds, or maybe we needed a note to be out of bounds... I probably wasn't listening.
Tonight was rather good though... it was held at a collage not far from PW's school... I especially liked it when some students spotted PW and Squealed with obvious delight at seeing their former teacher. Got to meet PW's boss... Very strange meeting a headmistress who is younger than me. When did headmistresses become younger than me?
Got fed too, food very good, and the venue was Spring Grove House, tucked behind the modern collage in Isleworth (I had no idea it was there). It is the former home of Sir Joseph Banks, which may explain why it has such a marvellous conservatory, although that could be a later improvement by one of the Pears Soap family. Yes I've been googleing and Wikipediaing it.
Anyway I have a busy day tomorrow so I think I will ring for my pipe and brandy....
And so to bed.