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This week I've been spending some time sorting the new flat out, but mostly my long, medium and short term planning ready for teaching in September… Not highly interesting stuff, but the realisation has hit that I'm educating Year 3, 4, 5 & 6 all in one classroom pretty soon. Several meetings to follow in the next few weeks to make sure I'm on the right track! Also - healthy living has commenced, with a few gym sessions thanks to Lewis and Matt and constant cooking of healthy meals with Jenny. Here's some proof!
Apologies now if you meet me in person from September. Our school approach to teaching and learning is to live, eat and breath a topic-based curriculum, which for me, will be Vikings until Christmas! I'm not blessed with the capability of growing facial hair - so no beards... Nor do I anticipate pillaging any local towns or villages. However, experience so far has shown me that attempts at maintaining a social life decrease dramatically during term time and whilst the children enjoy and become enthused in the topic, it tends to have a significant impact in taking over a teachers personal life!
Chicken, tomato, spinach, chorizo, lime and olive bake. Success!
Apologies now if you meet me in person from September. Our school approach to teaching and learning is to live, eat and breath a topic-based curriculum, which for me, will be Vikings until Christmas! I'm not blessed with the capability of growing facial hair - so no beards... Nor do I anticipate pillaging any local towns or villages. However, experience so far has shown me that attempts at maintaining a social life decrease dramatically during term time and whilst the children enjoy and become enthused in the topic, it tends to have a significant impact in taking over a teachers personal life!
Right now, though, I'm posting from a house in Filey where the annual family trip has brought us. We've been to some amazing places in the last few years, trying somewhere new each time, always in the country side - not always in the country. If that makes sense?! Basically though, its just a great opportunity to spend a week away with family, sampling my Grandma Betty's beautiful baking and playing as much golf as humanly possible.
This brings us to the sibling rivalries, however… Charlie and George both play sports very differently. The best way to describe George is as a caveman with a club. He's not great at golf and neither are his clubs, but he tries hard! Then, there's Charlie. He's the youngest and therefore most annoying to lose to, despite being the better golfer. I give him a decent challenge each round we play, just to keep his ego in check. I'll post some photos next week as we've not had chance to play since Friday.
Can't forget Dad. He is the reason golf clubs have those ridiculously strict rules. But, every year, we manage to find somewhere not so uptight, where we can leave him in the car park while we pay, hoping to make it off the first tee without anyone raising the alarm. In a similar fashion to George, he tries. But, as the years have gone by, his unique swing and style have seen hundreds of golf balls lost and many other golfers from around the country dismayed, including Charlie, George and I. "If you can't make it better, you can laugh." Erma Bombeck once said. Golfing with Dad definitely makes for the funniest moments of the holiday, I can't wait for this week.
Only two days in to the holiday so far though, will bring another update of golfing experiences and travelling times next Sunday. Definitely can't mention holidays without mentioning the Smiths either! Miss them all and the great times we've had, I will do a dedicated post about them with some old photos and stories soon!
Thanks!
Tom
This is the house for the family holiday this week, in Brandesburton on the east coast
Snooker table in the games room
This lot make one half of the family! Aunt, cousin, uncle, grandparents, Charlie, Mum and George! Plus Herbert, the dog.
On 'puffinpatrol', an alternative patrol when on holiday with the family
The walk we went on yesterday, following 'the Cliffes'
This brings us to the sibling rivalries, however… Charlie and George both play sports very differently. The best way to describe George is as a caveman with a club. He's not great at golf and neither are his clubs, but he tries hard! Then, there's Charlie. He's the youngest and therefore most annoying to lose to, despite being the better golfer. I give him a decent challenge each round we play, just to keep his ego in check. I'll post some photos next week as we've not had chance to play since Friday.
Can't forget Dad. He is the reason golf clubs have those ridiculously strict rules. But, every year, we manage to find somewhere not so uptight, where we can leave him in the car park while we pay, hoping to make it off the first tee without anyone raising the alarm. In a similar fashion to George, he tries. But, as the years have gone by, his unique swing and style have seen hundreds of golf balls lost and many other golfers from around the country dismayed, including Charlie, George and I. "If you can't make it better, you can laugh." Erma Bombeck once said. Golfing with Dad definitely makes for the funniest moments of the holiday, I can't wait for this week.
The Dre Beats, flat cap wearing hero that is, Dad.
Only two days in to the holiday so far though, will bring another update of golfing experiences and travelling times next Sunday. Definitely can't mention holidays without mentioning the Smiths either! Miss them all and the great times we've had, I will do a dedicated post about them with some old photos and stories soon!
Thanks!
Tom
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