|Don't slouch, boy!
||[Mar. 31st, 2009|07:17 pm]
John the shady indie denier
|||||The Pragmatist - Redcarsgofaster||]|
I'm alive. Things plod on as ever.
I'm presently temping in the civil service in a charming Edinburgh suburb. In August I'll be starting a PGDE at Edinburgh. Yes, against all odds, I'm going to be an RE teacher. My kids are going to be able to reason properly though, you understand. If they have a position on religion, they'll be able to support it reasonably and rationally. It also means I'll get to teach ethics and citizenship and (wait for it)... sex education. Rock, and indeed roll. Is it bloody mindedness that makes me love how people screw their noses up or give me sympathetic looks when they hear this news? Well, yes - perhaps it is, but what's new there, hey? The poor kids won't know what's hit them.
This has been a hard winter. I don't know how people have lived here in Scotland all their lives, going 6 months without any sunshine at all every single year. Unfortunately, I'm also nearer to the poverty line than I think I've ever been (how was it so cheap to live in mid Wales?...), so even a remedial trip down to England has been more or less off the agenda for the season. Nonetheless, I've survived. Cod liver oil and a good set of headphones has seen me fine.
The Masters, meanwhile, has been pushed further into the future. When they warned me that it had to be completed within 8 years, I thought it was a bit of a joke. Little did I know! If only university education wasn't so friggin expensive...
Oh, and I won my first £50 on the premium bonds.