At school on Friday an English teacher whose voice and mannerisms remind me of Andrew Lincoln asked me why I was training to be a teacher. I said, deadpan, "The starting salary and the holidays," before pretending I was joking and mumbling on about being in denial because my parents are teachers. I wasn't joking. And I'm hugely jealous of people who have a sense of vocation and follow it.
I wonder what I'd do if I didn't have to work . . .
Sunday, January 28, 2007
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