Things have been good, thanks, you who cared.

I’ve also learnt recently, that when you are all well and happy, you are a nobody. Nobody cares to discuss you. People only want to know more about you when bad things (or so they think) happen to you. Suddenly, you are the most interesting person in the world.

But who cares when there are better people in the world standing up for you - behind your back.

On another note, I forget that I am a teacher when 90% of my work consists editing, meeting people, emailing and calling.

Until the lines of death on the pile of essays next to me start to form a sinister smile.