This week started like a very normal week but to my great sadness it changed on Wednesday evening when mum let me know about uncle Michael. I know I was very lucky to have a long lasting connection based on a love of words and theatre with him. Over the years I learned a lot from him and we spent a good number of hours talking about his life, my life, eating good food and watching mostly great theatre. It is with a dragging grief that I didn't add his name onto the email list this morning. And a gutting realisation that the list has once again gotten smaller. It is a small comfort to me that he was on the list though and that, even though he changed his email address an inexplicable number of times, I think he would have been in the loop about my life and I hope very much he was proud of me living it.
I wonder about the telling of the rest of the week. Perhaps just to say that the girls were good at revising around their work commitments, heading to the gym and keeping the house tidy all week. I also got on my skates for a short trial in the park and I am very out of practice and strength. Going to have to work on my thigh muscles. I also had a tough and busy week at work, the Governors decided not to shortlist anyone who applied for the Headship - and so the uncertainty remains. I'm not enjoying not knowing who will be my boss.
The big job of the week has been my final assessment for the NPQH - I read through the materials on Monday with almost no botheration to be found. A case study in a Primary school, so out of my area of expertise and also a bit dull. I didn't feel much like doing it on Thursday, for obvious reasons. I will have to crack on with it this weekend as it is due by midday on Monday. Then that should be that, if I pass I'm done, if I'm not, well I can't re-sit. It's very inspiring.
It is with a heavy heart that I send this to you all and I wish you the best week you can have.
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