Why? What's the story? Well, basically, because today has been an incredibly busy day, when I've found myself schlepping around the school pretty much non-stop, from 7:15 when I arrived, to about 4:15 when I left. I would love to have had some way of calculating just how many miles I put in today.
It's one of the things about having moved to the new school, that it's just so much bigger than the old one. In the old school, I could walk from one end to the other, between the furthest two points, in about 3 minutes. Now, in the fabulous new building we have, I'm up hill and down dalelike a yoyo. Now, I'm not complaining. By this stage of the year in the last academic year, I was already off work with depression. And the great thing about today was that I did get a lot of things done which needed to be done today.
However, it can't be denied that when I finally arrived home, and took my comfortable if somewhat battered old brogues off, those dogs were barking, to use the vernacular.
Today's doggerel: -
Oh battered shoes
Upon my feet
By 4 o'clock
Smell none too sweet
