Well, What a Day!

By |March 28th, 2010|Uncategorized|0 Comments

It was quite an eventful day, and most definitely a good one! We went to Hanley where Emlyn and I bought golf clubs while Jack was predisposed. We convened and had a Chinese buffet before watching some rugby.

Ordinarily I would find that quite dull, but it was alright really. Newcastle won (that’s the rugby team, of course) and I took part in a raffle where I won the only prize – a bottle of gin!

Emlyn had a good day as well, winning a fiver on a scratchcard. We all went out to the Old Brown Jug to celebrate John’s birthday, which is where I sit now. It’s all been very enjoyable but I am extremely tired now; and those magic governmental pixies are stealing one hour of my bedtime!

Four Nations

By |March 13th, 2010|Uncategorized|0 Comments

I’m not sure about this watching rugby in the student union. No-one really appears to be supporting England at all and people keep clapping. It strikes me as weird. They can’t hear you in Keele…

The Start of the Journey

By |February 17th, 2010|Uncategorized|0 Comments

Image of my first car

Rover 45 Spirit S TD 2.0l

Heading Back

By |December 4th, 2009|Uncategorized|0 Comments

So here I am at Stoke rail station again, waiting for a train over an hour away. Why? Because Newcastle United are playing at home.

I do so wish I had a car. I would certainly save a lot of hassle. It would definitely lead to me being less tired!

I taught today. It’s not the first time: it’s just the first time I’ve mentioned it here. It didn’t go terribly badly, there was still a lot of criticisms but I’m still learning. So despite being catastrophically tired, it’s all still good.

Will You Get Your C**t Here!

By |October 4th, 2009|Uncategorized|0 Comments

So great to be on a train again. Mother trying to navigate three very young children with her limited but nonetheless colourful vocabulary. I’m trying to do an assignment here!

I finished my week-long primary placement on Friday. I’ll miss those kids! They were cheeky at times but they were friendly and we had a laugh. I most likely cemented myself in lore by falling unexpectedly and acrobatically trying to play football with them. Lesson learned.

And now I’m on my way back to Keele having watched Newcastle draw again. Thinking about a nice cup of tea…

A Case for Intelligence

By |September 11th, 2009|Uncategorized|0 Comments

Alan Turing has been given an apology from the Prime Minister following a petition on the 10 Downing Street website. As a mathematician and being interested in cryptanalysis I am fervently aware of his work and his part in cracking the Enigma machine.

The significance of his contribution to the war makes the way he was treated all the more sad and regretful. I hope his work and achievements will be more generally appreciated.

The Weakest Lincs

By |July 30th, 2009|Uncategorized|0 Comments

I’ve taken respite from the world of… nothing. I’m in Lincolnshire to visit my grandparents. We went to Lincoln today, which was quite nice but it rained a lot. They say the weather is very localised around here. I’ve noticed that. It’s reminded me of that song… “Why does it always rain on me?” – Travis, is who that was.

I have received some sort of confirmation that I’ve been offered a place on the PGCE course – conditional on my satisfactory criminal record and health. They should be fine, except I’m not sure whether I’m a hypochondriac or a hyperchondriac! I live with the determination that there must be something wrong with me, but not the inclination to go and find out what that is! So I could get all-clear good news or double-whammy bad news. However, seeing as I’m in Lincs at the moment, I’m not likely to find out any time soon.

So in some regard, I can’t wait to get back and sort things out. However, that’s also something I’m very much not looking forward to!

Keeled Over

By |July 20th, 2009|Uncategorized|2 Comments

Well, the interview went badly. It was an hour and a quarter late in coming, and despite my best efforts, all my best one-liners stayed firmly within the sanctity of my brain. I wanted to show how passionate and dedicated I was, yet neither of the words “passionate” or “dedicated” transpired to pass my lips.

I wanted to really emphasise the significance of the voluntary work I had been doing: working at one of the country’s most celebrated schools in a hugely achieving mathematics department, creating high quality resources the teachers and students can have fun using.

I wanted to demonstrate my eagerness to teach, my ability to teach, and the comfort in which I can converse and talk to children in an education environment. I stumbled over the question: “what would you do if a teacher asked you to take a lesson at ten minutes’ notice with no further input or help?”

But it worked. I’m going to be a student again!

It Didn’t Start Off Too Well

By |July 20th, 2009|Uncategorized|0 Comments

Everything seemed fine until I got to Manchester Piccadilly. There it poured down: an omen of things to come. An announcement rang out, informing that my train was to be moved to another platform. Quite which platform was unknown to passengers because a rather loud, mouthy announcer voiced her announcement all over the top of it. In the event, it was moved to the next platform. Even so… not very good.

Without too much further frustrations I arrived at Stoke, where it was pouring even heavier. I had a look for the bus station and walked in one direction for about a minute before deciding it must have been the other way. It transpired Stoke’s bus station is actually Stoke’s train station with a bus shelter outside. So I was a little wet, and those already seeking shelter under the bus stop were curiously reluctant to allow a further lost soul camp under it. So I got even wetter.

The bus did eventually come, however where it stopped I was pretty clueless. I found that Keele University was a rather bewildering place, and being unclear on where to get off, I just stayed onboard until the driver alerted me it was the last stop.

I got my map out and tried to work out where to go. After twenty minutes of lonely wandering in the torrential rain and two phone calls later, I found out I was at the right place after all. The automatic doors weren’t automatic and I needed to pull instead of push. Anyway, I was a little wet and my map was beyond redemption. I quickly developed a stonking migraine which kept me awake (and violently moving, shaking, punching and kicking) much of the night.

At the moment, I am in the lounge of the Management Centre, using the free wireless. I am doing this because I am to be interviewed last and was invited to leave and come back later. So thus I am, watching the cricket with one wicket to fall. As for the interview, I’m not greatly confident. But oh well…

I Do Not Want to Do This…

By |July 18th, 2009|Uncategorized|0 Comments

…but I have to. Another interview, miles upon miles away. Despite being in a fantastic position, with the experience I have accrued, I can’t help but feel I’m still not a teacher, qualified or otherwise.

But having spent so much time, effort and money in order to get to this point, I mustn’t let my hesitations impede the interview.