To cap it all, our friendly school inspector is returning for a visit on the first day of the new half term to pick holes in our good intentions and hard work with sweeping generalisations. Where your best is never ever good enough and the solution is to complete an amazon rainforest of paperwork between those continuously shifting goal posts. As the school day is limited, any "Super-teacher" is expected to complete the hours of pen-pushing in the peace and tranquility of his/her home. Tell you what, Ms ETI, don't sleep for 48 hours and come round here for a visit. Wade through our Lego and the armageddon mist to find a computer, narrowly avoiding the whirling dervish. Yes, I'm afraid that is a naked child. Sensory overload, you know. Sorry, you want tea AND biscuits with your data? Watch out for that puddle. It is exactly what you think it ... oops... too late!
Roll on Easter ;)