Email from student today.
Subject: Slightly panicking is an understatement
I'm currently in the middle of a panic attack and I've just realised you won't get this email until tomorrow but I haven't handed in my reflective essay because
a) the college was closed,
b) emailing it to you would do funny things to the layout and
c) I possibly may have forgotten about it due to the extreme weather.
If perhaps you were to find my essay hidden amongst paperwork on your desk and a box of chocolates just appeared there as-if-by-magic would you consider accepting the essay?
As if I'd be tempted by a bribe! Although...
I particularly like the bit that says I may have forgotten about it due to the extreme weather.
It's all right, though. She can have an extension.
It snowed heavily again today. The students were sent home at midday because Edinburgh buses had been taken off the roads, though since this is the day when I have fewest classes, I stayed on till twenty to four to get on with things. Then I slosh-slipped home, three miles through deep slush.
Tomorrow? Who knows.
I'm getting a tiny bit fed up with all this. Come on, weather gods. Send us some nice warm rain.