Mistletoe's Musings

So tired and I only taught one proper lesson today. The rest of the time was spent writing my form's reports and trying to keep warm. I wore my hat and coat in the staff room second lesson 'cos it was damp and cold and chucking it down with rain outside and horrid. So we had our first 'Inclement Weather' break arrangements where I had to be in two places at once - literally - as it was also my duty day.
1 Bell rings five minutes before end of lesson 2 to alert us that there will be wet weather. Several members of staff let their classes go because either they are supply or they didn't bother to read last week's staff bulletin. We are normally a bell-less school apart from fire drills and the start of school and the end of lunch, neither of which is at 11.07 when this bell rang.
2 I scoot upstairs to unlock my classroom as it is a designated wet weather room for a class other than my own which is a Year 11 and therefore supposed to report to the dining hall, unless they are a prefect in which case they have to report to their duty classroom which their form tutor may have informed them of (see 1 above) or not. I have my class's posts highlighted on my noticeboard so several turn up to check where they are supposed to be.
3. Two girls from the correct form turn up but no prefects. Bear in mind I am now on duty downstairs at the girls toilets. We are not supposed to leave the students unattended, so I wait with the two girls, sort out my own prefect posts and redirect various lost bits of Year 8 who haven't been told where to go.
4. A prefect arrives but it's a boy so I decide not to leave the girls.
5. At last a girl prefect arrives and I go downstairs to the girls toilets where four year 9 girls are holding a party while ostensibly removing grafitti. I put a stop to the party.
6. Stand guard outside someone else's classroom where no prefects have arrived so he can get a cup of tea.
7. Break ends. I hurry up to my room which is now deserted,  full of nickable equipment and open.
What a fiasco for 15 minutes.

I was misled by Sky reporting a sellout. In fact there were fewer there (34,254) than at the Stadium of Light last Sunday dinner time when we had 37,000+ there for a match that was on the telly. Newcastle won 4 - 1 against a team from a lower league. Keegan turned up 20 minutes into the game. More exciting was the defeat of the top team in Division One by a team from the Southern league who are part timers 4 - 2 and their goaly saved a penalty. They play Liverpool at Anfield next round and their owner is taking them to Las Vegas as a reward. The game will mean about £300,000 to them which will keep them going for years. Well done Havant & Waterlooville.

Twofer on the weird words. Yesterday was neezled meaning a little drunk. I was neezled on Tuesday when we went to the quiz and came 2nd so I got the bottle of wine.

Today we have bone-orchard which is, of course, a cemetery. That one sounds like a fanfic title. Which reminds me: I am made of fail having not completed my story for Angel Yay! on IJ. *Hangs head in shame* Sorry, theantijoss