Days get longer

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So we now return to the light. That is possibly the best thing about my birthday. After its over i know the worst of the darkness has passed and now we go back to the longer and longer days. What a quick year it has been though. The teaching has made such a difference to how rapidly days pass as I look after the class and the boys. Everything i do now seems to have consequence - unlike previously when i used to think, does this really make a difference? Of course i hoped it would, but really, did it?

Listening to Beth Orton's Central Reservation with a smile on my face. Many many years ago a friend sent me an email, saying i'm listening to Beth Orton's Central Reservation - and now many years since... I am listening to the same song and going, ah i see what he was talking about.

As i was sitting in Filthy McNasty's i looked around and thought, this really can't get any better and you know what 42, i feel pretty ageless. As in i no longer care what age i am any longer. Not that u ever did anyway, but really it means nothing being one age and then another. What matters perhaps is what we do with the time we still have.

The time i have left i have lots to do. I was looking at my diary the other day and was a bit shocked to see how little time i did have to do this and that. I need to plan to teach the vowels and even though i promised myself time off till Christmas was over i still can't help thinking about it. i'm also going to teach the kids to knit and that is going to be interesting. I have a choice between trad Irish and German knitting. German knitting i hear is far more efficient and less chance of ballsing things up. So i might take some German knitting lessons. This may explain also why i was confused with the book i bught on knitting which is German knitting and what a friend showed me.

Hmmm... i think i'll write an email to a friend now. The boys are playing Minecraft, after watching The Return of the King - it was soooo long and tedious and just pretty awful and dull. Right off to write my email.

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