This is an Edinburgh holiday and I'm sitting in a cold study making up schedules of work. If I finish this any time soon I shall go into the slightly warmer kitchen and do lots of marking and make up some lessons.
Outside, the sun is shining and the flowers are blooming, approximately as above. I would rather be there. Or almost anywhere.
I am feeling very sorry for myself, not only because of the above but because various things are a bit rubbish at the moment, mainly connected with missing our children and wishing they would all come and live the rest of their lives next door to us. Which isn't looking likely.
I know lots of people have vastly worse lives than I do and that I have no real justification for feeling particularly sad, but I do. So if you can be bothered, I'd like some sympathy.
Back to work.