I thought it was a return to school, a lack of heating or generally getting older. I’ve been going round in circles for days, unable to settle to anything. Frankly, I thought I was going a bit mad. Then Facebook came to my rescue.
‘Happy Birthday, Linda’ writes Bill.
‘Best wishes,’ writes Alan
‘Conteatllions (sic) on your 80th’ writes Sade
Sade needs new glasses.
Is it my job to let these people know?
Meanwhile, I’ll continue to go round in circles and do a last minute lesson plan change to a lesson on opera in honour of what would have been my mum’s 80th birthday. I might even get a packet of olops
And tomorrow I’ll be able to think again.
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