"So where have you been, Shark Fisherman? we've been so worried about you, you haven't been posting!" said nobody ever, not even my followers. Well I'm back to the blog after doing my usual Aber-Cardiff and back again but this time by train. The guy in the ticket office in Aber said I sounded like Frank Hennessy and I said "Do you know why Scousers and Cardiffians speak out of the side of their mouths? Because of the Irish influence. The Irish accent has melded and moulded with the indigenous Lancashire and Glamorgan and that's why they sound so bloody conspiratorial even when asking for a cup of tea. No offence but offence taken I'm sure.
This week was half term and all the school children in all the land were pulled like magnets to the shops, Cardiff and Aber the same. Whilst not meeting up with old friends, I was avoiding the 'critical mass'. I think I must now be allergic to young people, having been a teacher, and whilst the Welsh and English were holidaying inside and outside shops, a 16 year old from Aberdeen was lying dead on the floor of an Academy school. A good school in a good area? What are good schools and what are good areas? They have shut the school out of respect until next Monday. Did they do this in Leeds for the Teacher Anne Maguire? I don't think they did. Business as usual. That is what education in Britain has become a bums on seats, results business. "We don't care about your self worth, amongst your peers" "We don't care about Anorexia and Mental Health" "We don't care about Bullying, because we have a piece of paper, well lots of them actually that tell the world that we have an Anti-Bullying policy"
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