Four mugs of tea by 7am on Monday morning.
That can’t be right, Jase.
I had a day of running my arse around one of my favourite S Ldn schools. Apologies, but staffroom tea ‘aint all that. You need to load up whilst you can.
I cycled on to the lovely lido ahead of the 9am assembly. Strangely it was rather quiet for the morning rush.
Maybe the water temperature of 9.9 degrees had something to do with this?
I put in twelve lengths – two more than I had planned.
I lingered in the water a little while after the final touch down. One of the lovely lifeguards was attempting to move the lane rope across.
It was a right bugger.
I tried to help out from within the water whilst still SKY HIGH from the swim.
Logic said that the clamp holding the rope wasn’t going to budge. My post-swim BUZZ made me think differently.
Just get out of the water you bloody fool!
I made the short ride on to SE21.
An introduction was made to a new member of staff.
“I’m Jason by the way.”
Hello Jason By The Way.
I don’t think she was joking.
A mid-morning escape to le Velo was blagged. The sixth form had a track session with the wonderful Wheels for Wellbeing.
I’m still on the hunt for a track bike to suit my needs. Herne Hill is such a special place to be.
I got my head down at luncheon and fired up the MacBook Air to start bashing out classroom notes.
Ten minutes later and still nothing.
The battery – and pretty much everything else – is b0Rked.
It finally kicked into life and I sighed another f-off sigh of release.
Two weeks and counting until the new machine is shipped.
I left SE21 under fading Transpontine skies; fourteen classes and 1,700 words. I’m getting there with my effort to reduce the word count.
I had a mad cycle back down to Sunny Stockwell, dropped off the Moulton Mini and then tubed it up to LS.
Yep – time to head back *over there*
I walked into CHAOS.
We are on Day Eleven [?] of Operation Install New Boiler.
Day Twelve of Jase’s OCD Breakdown continues in the morning.
Nice to see the cats though.
Oh, and Anna.