November November

I love November.

It has that magical transition from late Autumn to Winter feel to it - those days where you suddenly realise it's dark and miserable and only 4 o'clock in the afternoon, which sparks those memories of walking home from school in the cold and dark, and getting wet feet and frozen hands, then arriving home to a proper fire and warm lights, and closing the curtains on the rain and the cold, and eating hot toast, made from real cut-it-yourself thick white loaves, spread with delicious buttery goodness...

I also love bonfire night. Definitely one of my favourite nights of the year. All that standing around, wrapped up in far too many layers, watching explosives that emit feeble showers of sparks, and flapping around flaming metal wands, writing your name in sparks and conducting silent bonfire night big bands, and trying to guess the chemical in the firework that created that particular colour, and choking on the massive amounts of smoke being released into the atmosphere, and taking pictures of yellow squiggles that look much more impressive in real life, but you miss them, coz you're too busy trying to take their picture...

Things I don't love about this particular November are:
- Parents' evenings
- Too much to do and not enough time to do it in
- Ofsted
- Awkward logistics

But, having said that, parents' evenings can be quite entertaining - I always enjoy the challenge of finding which good thing to say to the parents about their child, and scrutinising their reaction to try and work out what they think of their child's ability, or about music in general, or about the school etc.

Also, we were given exactly as much time in a day as was necessary, so it's how I use it that matters.

Anyway, speaking of which, I should be doing something more productive than this... like, making toast or something...

The end.