Spread your wings and fly away

Education is a state-controlled manufactory of echoes.
- Norman Douglas

Not a bad day all things considered which I must admit makes a change

One parent coming in to complain that her little darling is "upset, unsettled and not getting enough support in class"

Hmm.

She has never seemed to be upset to me in fact the opposite, definately not unsettled she is quite happy, gets on with her work and does it well, and is very chatty with her friends, as for unsupported, well there is only so much one person (i.e me) can do when there is at least half a class that needs support and you get no help from the teacher!!

Oh well. keep smiling!

Governors meeting tonight at high school, surprise surprise as well as being vice chair of the governing body I am also chair of the curriculum and personnel commitee. One day I will learn to keep my mouth zipped up! Clerk was clearly pleased, said I knew you would be the right person for the job. Why did he think that? hour meeting was reduced to half an hour I don't take prisoners, you are not allowed to ask more than one question I have a home to go to!!

Bitch aren't I.

TBH that is how I feel at the moment. I am so grumpy it is a wonder Nigel hasn't left home, let alone the kids. No idea why just one of them monthly things I suppose.

Well nothing much on telly so may go upstairs and read my book. It is getting quite chilly sitting here and my feet feel like ice already lol!

Have a good evening.

Because the WORST enemy is Breast Cancer

GO GET YOUR MAMMIES GRAMMED

For years and years they told me,
Be careful of your breasts.
Don't ever squeeze or bruise them.
And give them monthly tests.

So I heeded all their warnings,
And protected them by law.
Guarded them very carefully,
And ! I always wore my bra.

After 30 years of astute care,
My gyno, Dr Pruitt,
Said I should get a Mammogram
"OK," I said, "let's do it."

"Stand up here real close" she said,
(She got my boob in line),
"And tell me when it hurts," she said,
"Ah yes! Right there, that's fine."

She stepped upon a pedal,
I could not believe my eyes!
A plastic plate came slamming down,
My hooter's in a vice!

My skin was stretched and mangled,
From underneath my chin.
My poor boob was being squashed,
To Swedish Pancake thin.

Excruciating pain I felt,
Within it's vicelike grip.
A prisoner in this vicious thing,
My poor defenseless tit!

"Take a deep breath" she said to me,
Who does she think she's kidding?!?
My chest is mashed in her machine,
And woozy I am getting.

"There, that's good," I heard her say,
(The room was slowly swaying.)
"Now, let'! s have a go at the other one."
Have mercy, I was praying.

It squeezed me from both up and down,
It squeezed me from both sides.
I'll bet SHE'S never had this done,
To HER tender little hide.

Next time that they make me do this,
I will request a blindfold.
I have no wish to see again,
My knockers getting steam rolled.

If I had no problem when I came in,
I surely have one now.
If there had been a cyst in there,
It would have gone "ker-pow!"

This machine was created by a man,
Of this, I have no doubt.
I'd like to stick his balls in there,
And, see how THEY come out!