The prompt this week was ‘but my poor old feet’
I tried, I really did, to keep up with the others. They were fitter, younger, faster. And seemingly better equipped for the journey. I plodded on but my poor old feet were squashed into old boots that were falling apart and had developed a leak just to add to my misery. Each time I looked up I seemed to have fallen even further behind. I rummaged in my pockets for a sweet to keep me going, but found only empty wrappers. On reaching the summit, clouds came in and we could see nothing.
This half term we have been doing coursework. The experiment that was chosen was adding an indigestion tablet to acid and counting the bubbles that were produced.
Difficulties included – no decent response with 0.5M acid, but far too many bubbles with 1M.
– students couldn’t count the bubbles fast enough, even over 15 sec. In some cases they couldn’t count high enough!
Filed under School, Science
You may remember that I went to find a number of Gromit statues back in 2013.
Well, now there’s a range of Shaun the Sheep ones, raising money and awareness for the same good cause, supporting children in hospitals. Only this time, the trail is bigger. Much bigger. There are 50 sheep in London at the moment, with a further 70 due to appear in Bristol at the beginning of July.
I went to London last weekend, with a group of wonderful teachers, the majority of whom I have met on twitter, and most of them I had previously met in real life too. We had a fantastic day, walking around London, enjoying the sites and hunting for sheep. It was great to switch off and be me again for a short while, not worrying about exams, results and the pending school move….There were also enough of us that there were lots of people to talk to as the (very long) day progressed. Apps downloaded and phones in hand we managed to collect 45 of the 50 sheep over the course of the day.
Here are some of my favourite photos that I took
The prompt for this week was ‘pink’
I rushed around the house, gathering discarded clothing from as many rooms as I had, aware that I also had a train to catch. Why did I always leave everything until the last minute? Had I got up earlier I could have done the housework properly, put the washing on and had time for breakfast.
As it was, the only thing I had time to do was shove the washing in the machine and turn it on before dashing out of the door.
Returning home some hours later, I was shocked to discover that all my whites had turned pink! That’ll teach me.
This week the prompt, once again, was a picture.
How lovely to sit a while and watch the world go by. A chance to rest the feet – regretting wearing new shoes yet? – and just watch. No book, no phone signal, so not a single distraction.
Just the boats to admire, the houses to dream of owning and the seagulls to watch as they swoop and dive, looking for a final bit of sandwich.
The only noise intruding the thoughts of nothing the sound of the birds, and the gentle ting as wires tap against the masts, along with the lapping of the water.
What bliss to waste an hour doing nothing!