Sunday, March 6, 2016
Might Not Even Be Remembered.
I had no idea how much work is deemed necessary these days in order to make the house sellable.
But we march steadily towards the UK.
I was informed on Friday that I was now qualified and registered to teach in England. I've accidentally networked a connection to a school near Lincoln. And I've copped a number of negative comments from people about the move.
So you had a bad experience teaching at your school? I won't be at your school.
So the weather's awful? I'm looking forward to it. I hate the hot weather here.
So English food/water/service is terrible? When were you there? The 1850s? I've had nothing but exceptional food/water/service in the past ten years.
I don't need naysayers on the sidecar of my motorcycle. I'm sliding around corners, running a few red lights, skidding into the driveway.