Granny can't believe how quick the Christmas holidays have flown by and its back to college again. The thought of Blondie beckoning is enough to put you off your breakfast for life.
Its been great these last few weeks not having to go to college and most of all, not having any homework to do.
Its been great these last few weeks not having to go to college and most of all, not having any homework to do.
Today felt like you were going to the dentist and you know you are going to have a filling.
There is going to be pain, lots of it, numbness, a big horrible sucker making advances towards you, then finally having to spit out bits of shrapnel into a giant bowl. This describes Blondie's lesson perfectly.
Now Mr "B" told us last year that the class would be downsizing after Christmas. He is a bloody liar. The room was still as full, still as stuffy and still stinks of sweaty trainers.
The Blondie fan club was in full glory hanging on to every word. There was so much eye-lash fluttering, Granny thought the window was open or someone was turbo charged!
Granny thinks Mr Angry wasn't in a good frame of mind today. We never had our "Hi Team" greeting, that's a bad omen. Granny now always carries protection because you never know when you are going to need it!.
The lesson went totally over Granny's head, it was about partnerships and appropriation. Christ knows what the hell Blondie was talking about.
He taught us in his usual cack-handed fashion, which in turn leaves everyone in a state of Zombiness. His favourite phrase came into play "Just give me an hour" !!!!
Blondie and few others went out for a break which just left a few people in the classroom. We already know we have one gob on stick, but now we have another fighting for first place.
She is like a great big ruddy fog horn and at the top of her voice she screeched how she was breastfeeding her babies and how men are turned on by breastfeeding women. These "babies" are 4 and 7! TOO MUCH INFORMATION.
The highlight of our day was when Mr Pink Hat Man came to the rescue.
While Mr "B" was out of the room having one of is usual "breaks". Pinkie fired up Youtube on the smart board and kicked into action Fred Zeppelin. Granny has not laughed so much for a long time.
Blondie looked even more of a K.S. then ever as he was frolicking about on the big screen.
After the days exciting events it was time to go and visit the sanctuary. It wasn't the same this evening as Blondie's Bitch was missing and she missed the wonderful events that took place during the day.
Back at the ranch it was time for our 2nd lesson. This was a complete joy as it was our evening tutor from last year and she is absolutely fantastic.
Nothing is too much trouble for her and her teaching material is well prepared beforehand. Any problems and she is there to offer a helping hand.
The evening was great but Mr Angry had a bit of turn towards the end, which I suppose was justified in a way. He was upset that we are having to learn "stuff" that we will never use in the "real world", but this "stuff" is on the exam paper so its relevant and important that we are taught it.
It was a long tiring day and Granny was knackered by the end of it. She just can't wait for next week.
1 comment:
Well blondes back to teach the granny its 2009 so take care nanny,
The same old knob shank as Carl would have said is it really worth it?
Getting out of bed.
You have the three witches, Mr Angry too, gob on a stick and now you have two
You have blonde’s bitches who must be sick or why would they worship such a prick
Well granny I must finish, my little ode and you keep going “we don’t do old”
So keep up the hard work you busy little bee and make sure you take care, of that plastic knee
The halls of learning I here them calling but every Wednesdays I feel like bawling
But the blog you have written is so very bold “it could be the greatest story- ever told.”
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P.B.
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