Flying home

 The rain hasn't been quite as relentless this week and so I took the chance to have a swim on Saturday, it was so lovely I must do it more. 

I was able to catch up with 2 good friends at the weekend who have come back to Malawi for a couple of weeks to do some training. It was so lovely to see them, especially as Jess brought cheese and crumpets! 
I started a selling stuff group too. It's time to begin getting rid of things we won't need, little and often I hope - although no one seemed to want the first offering of an old pair of walking boots. 

The working week was good, it was Chiradzulu's charity week for 'Girl up' my favourite of all the school charities, so we were able to give away two large bags of things to them which not only felt good but cleared some space up in the house. We got some good news coverage on it too. My lessons were lovely, a very funny and bad run through of a yr 12 piece but we have a plan to make it better. And one hard conversation but really good to have said it. 

A hasn't been feeling too good, she took one day off but I had to insist she went home one afternoon to rest. That's the school pressure kicking in. 

And I've had some more meetings with Head teachers, and today I fly back to the UK for an interview. I am so nervous and slightly freaking out, lots of stops on the way so not the most fun journey. Long, that's for sure. Hoping my card works and I don't miss any connections. I'm not the best traveller, but I need to put my big girl pants on and show them what they could have. 

thank goodness for family and friends - I know I'll be looked after. 
I already know I will have to teach a lesson but no other details at this point. I have a fair bit of swatting up to do. 

This meant yesterday felt like a strange mix of getting things ready for things here and there. Packing and trying to figure out what I might need. 

Wish me luck

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