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Monday, September 13, 2010

Good luck with your OFSTED, Mr. Chips

"I had an awful morning at Pottersbury Road," Deirdre moans, "the kids were running amuck."

"Did you tell them to pack it in?" asks Thelma.

"Well, no."

"I think that might be why."

Which one do you think was a teacher?


geraldgee said...

Deidre...teachers are always moaning.

Kevin Musgrove said...

Got it in one, Gerald!