Atelophobia is an extreme fear of imperfection. Someone with this disorder may be terrified of making mistakes, or go to great lengths to avoid new situations because they can't guarantee that they'll succeed. The current education system is adding to School Leader Atelophobia... Continue Reading →
Serving our communities shouldn’t feel like a life sentence. I spoke to an ex colleague last week. Asking how they were getting on in their second year of headship. I knew them well and had helped them through some tough... Continue Reading →
Recently, I faced the fact that I had failed at something – quite publicly and dramatically - and it really hurt. I had a role of responsibility and I could not do it as I believed others felt I should... Continue Reading →
CONTENT WARNING - Once again – this is a ramble – this topic is huge and I start to hit on issues that I could spend thousands of hours on (And still get nowhere!). That’s not the purpose of a... Continue Reading →
I am, like many, not a fan of Just Stop Oil. I find myself thinking, why? Why do that? I sometimes wonder how I would have reacted to the suffragette movement if I had lived in that time? I imagine... Continue Reading →
Stan DUPP Dear Lord Adonis, Thank you for alerting those that can do something about the inequality facing families up and down our country due to ‘many’ schools just not pulling their finger out at a time of national crisis.... Continue Reading →
There was a time when the drawbridge at Castle Ofsted was down and rust had begun to creep along the chains, as tufts of grass sprouted upon the verges. The invitation to the serfs almost welcoming - a bridge over... Continue Reading →
I wrote a blog last week that detailed my recent health concerns and how I needed to acknowledge the impact that being a head teacher was having on my own wellbeing. It prompted an unprecedented response – over 100 DMs... Continue Reading →
Oh, in no time at all This'll be the distant past Father John Misty - Ballad of a dying man Very recently I have had to admit to myself that I am not made of iron; that I cannot just... Continue Reading →