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bumpycat used to give me slightly incomprehensible grief about nested links.
I think I'm having a glandular resurgence, my neck feels like someone's been biting it, and I'm singularly dead again - spent most of Saturday being nice to prospective students and their parents at open day, which left me utterly exhausted, even more so than usual. So, semi-undeadness and sore neck: either glandular wossnames or persistent and slightly incompetent blunt-toothed vampires overnight. Although I wish my sex life was as interesting as the latter.
Ironic_Buddha sent me this luvverly postmodern singularity/Wodehouse link, which I offer up in default of actually being interesting. Now I shall go and watch Iron Man, leaving it to you to guess whether tomorrow's post will be a fangirly gush or a suave and analytical grown-up review.
Last Night I Dreamed: I was part of a sort of mysterious tour group thingy on which a bunch of us ended up as a result of being abducted. We were unable to discern, looking out of the bus/plane windows at the green and well-kempt suburban landscapes, whether we were in America or Australia - all the place names were ambiguous. Later, as a bunch of refugees, we had to climb huge tracts of ladder in underground military installations, in order to get back to the plane that would take us back to the city before the installation succumbed to apocalyptic nuclear explosion.schedule5 and her daughter failed, for no adequately defined reason, to fit on the plane, and got back much more quickly in the light aircraft with the cute marines.
bumpycat used to give me slightly incomprehensible grief about nested links.I think I'm having a glandular resurgence, my neck feels like someone's been biting it, and I'm singularly dead again - spent most of Saturday being nice to prospective students and their parents at open day, which left me utterly exhausted, even more so than usual. So, semi-undeadness and sore neck: either glandular wossnames or persistent and slightly incompetent blunt-toothed vampires overnight. Although I wish my sex life was as interesting as the latter.
Ironic_Buddha sent me this luvverly postmodern singularity/Wodehouse link, which I offer up in default of actually being interesting. Now I shall go and watch Iron Man, leaving it to you to guess whether tomorrow's post will be a fangirly gush or a suave and analytical grown-up review.
Last Night I Dreamed: I was part of a sort of mysterious tour group thingy on which a bunch of us ended up as a result of being abducted. We were unable to discern, looking out of the bus/plane windows at the green and well-kempt suburban landscapes, whether we were in America or Australia - all the place names were ambiguous. Later, as a bunch of refugees, we had to climb huge tracts of ladder in underground military installations, in order to get back to the plane that would take us back to the city before the installation succumbed to apocalyptic nuclear explosion.
schedule5 and her daughter failed, for no adequately defined reason, to fit on the plane, and got back much more quickly in the light aircraft with the cute marines.
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Date: Wednesday, 14 May 2008 10:39 am (UTC)In many ways I think men tend to survive the British boys' boarding school system as much as anything.
As for all the hoo-ha about SATS & how some teachers are merely drilling their pupils in subjects likely to be tested. . .
Of course they are - the schools are allocated funding based on pupil numbers. Parents tend to pick schools that are local & have good SATs ratings.
Even if, as currently designed, SATs don't actually test anything useful, & there is still a horribly large proportion of people leaving primary school (age 11) unable to read & write fluently or do even simple arithmetic. Of course, this could be part of a government plot to keep the masses ignorant.
Or it could just be sheer incompetence - on the part of those who insist on having such badly designed tests!