Was actually more useful than I thought it was going to be, some interesting lectures and over arching theories about English Education which I was privately comparing with Art Education and coming up with some intrigueing stuff (and part of me really wants to get back to an English Art Classroom and try out some of my ideas!)
In any case I took a chunk out of my finger with a razor blade on Thursday morning and I’m blaming George Bush. I bled all over the place: damn Bush! Or maybe Charles considering it ws he who burst through my front door moaning that Kerry had conceded just as I was packing my razor into my bag.
Two days of conferencing. Argh my head is all over the place; what day is it again?