This morning I noticed one of my pet mice had died. The poor thing was lying in its enclosure in a distinctive ‘I am dead’ way. It’s now in the garden helping my plants grow.

Dead mice are weird. They go all stiff and hard and sort of deflate, moulding to whatever they’re lying on. Having long tails is a definite advantage too.

My other mouse is happily running around its wheel being very much alive.

Once again it was another Alternative Curriculum Day. My form, being the kids they are mostly decided today wasn’t worth turning up for, with there being a whopping five in morning registration, then a slightly more fuller (but still poor) seven in the afternoon.

I spent all day doing ‘marketing’ which involved the students making a product out of glo-sticks and marketing them.

Now, it sounds a great idea, the kids have to come up with a product and then market it, and then pitch their idea to the whole class, with the rest of the class deciding on which is the best. The problem is when you combine kids, scissors and glo-sticks.

Yep, we had glo-stick juice up the walls and in someone’s mouth. The best we can say is that the stuff is non-toxic and she won’t be chewing them again.