30 May 2009

More Love: It's The Season For It

There must be something in the water. If there isn't, I think I'm going to suggest some sort of compulsory anaphrodisiac; perhaps bromide or potassium nitrate. Either that or we could just have 'em all castrated - it works with pigs.

16 May 2009

A Love Affair (Part 1 of 5: A Declaration To The Mysterious H)

I'm often alarmed by the sheer quantities of notes I receive* that contain impassioned outpourings of love, as I'm entirely unable to reconcile it with their behaviour in the classroom or at break time. I look round, expecting to see an almost Donovan-esque quality to their dealings with each other, and instead there they are forming two unevenly-matched sides and thrusting great handfuls of freshly-cut grass down their opponents lovely red sweatshirts.

But enough gentle reminiscing: these next five notes form an amusing (but ultimately tragic) tale of a cautionary nature. (Not necessarily a bad thing: perhaps it'll help cut teenage pregnancy in the local bus shelters.)

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8 May 2009

A Quandary

A note for younger readers: this uncertainty will not pass with age. (That could be today's top tip - it may be slightly tainted with middle-aged bitterness, but in a wholesome, fun sort of way.)