So much of what I hear about the issues surrounding inclusion is based on ideas and ideals. It would seem to me that within our education system there is a rising crisis around the problems that trying to be inclusive... Continue Reading →
There are many things in UK politics that are hard to stomach right now. As we slowly watch our country tear itself apart I thought it could not get any worse… and then I read the Schools Week exclusive on... Continue Reading →
"You seem to be lost in a world of statistics when these headteachers who wrote this letter to their parents yesterday are dealing with the reality and you can quote as many numbers as you like about what you say... Continue Reading →
Just take a look around you, What do you see? Kids with feelings, Like you and me. Understand him, he'll understand you; For you are him, and he is you. Sham 69 So, the half term twitter spat has revealed... Continue Reading →
A few thoughts on #BrewEd #BrewEdBristol Like much in Bristol the Golden Guinea Pub buzzes with a hidden sheen of unpleasant antiquity. The ‘Guinea’ was coinage made off the back of slavery. This architecturally solid and impressive street was once... Continue Reading →
Summer, Buddy Holly, the working folly Good golly Miss Molly and boats Hammersmith Palais, the Bolshoi Ballet Jump back in the alley and nanny goats Ian Dury and the Blockheads – Reasons to be cheerful Part 3 I have been... Continue Reading →
There I was being 'the leader' I wanted to see. Walking the walk amongst Reception asking them how the pantomime had gone. It was ace apparently... in between telling me how tall they were and how so and so had... Continue Reading →
Let's talk about Booths, baby Let's talk about you and me Let's talk about all the good things And the bad things that may be… On twitter this week we have been mostly arguing about isolation booths. It’s a very... Continue Reading →
Once the strange West Country tradition of Carnival is over, winter, like a sad assassin, slowly takes control. I love this time of year. My drive to work is punctuated by the dead leaves eddying as the light wakes up.... Continue Reading →
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