December 2010
3 posts
A Nocturnal upon Saint Lucy's Day
‘TIS the year’s midnight, and it is the day’s, Lucy’s, who scarce seven hours herself unmasks; The sun is spent, and now his flasks Send forth light squibs, no constant rays; The world’s whole sap is sunk; The general balm th’ hydroptic earth hath drunk, Whither, as to the bed’s-feet, life is shrunk, Dead and interr’d; yet all these seem to laugh,...
From pillar to post
Nanny State? Or Big Society? I suspect that, when it comes to schooling, we need a bit of both. (Whatever we mean by those terms.)
I say this because I’ve recently been affected – as a parent of children at school and as a friend to a teacher who looks set to lose his job – by the increasing power of the role of the Head.
The government’s mantra is to let the Head manage the school....
No special defence
Today has seen the first ‘Not Ashamed’ day here in the UK. I’m not sure where to begin in trying to outline my unsease with the whole project. But why not with this:
The 1st December has long been established as World Aids Day. So it seems pretty bad manners to launch something you want to garner national press attention on the same day. Either bad manners, or perhaps it...