I am still here, but getting round to the update has proved a little tricky to say the least (and I’d love to blame an endless succession of nights out and parties but it’s just sadly not the case – but don’t break out the tissues just yet). Things are happening, and given the rapidly decreasing hours that struck last Spring, I’ve taken a conscious decision to work my blocks off while there’s hours available. Although, I think I’ve embraced this approach a little too strongly and am pushing it a little. Resulting in not just breaking my PB, but smashing it, clocking in a 36 hour week (think my previous best was probably 24 at the most). Not only that but the previously sacrosanct Friday mornings and Saturdays have also gone by the wayside in this new era – “Does he know what he’s doing?” I hear you cry. “This is hardly a good basis for the catalogue of boozy do’s and mixed up misadventure we’ve become accustomed to, you crazy goddamn fool!” “What exactly is he gonna fill the space with now, rib tickling tales of teaching blunders and side splitting accounts of student slip-ups, well kick off my hush puppies and chuck us another hob-nob, I’ll be hung, drawn and quartered before  I miss that?”

Well, before you desert me completely I still have to fill you in on the rest of my Summer, which seems like a very distant memory after the harsh realities of almost having a ‘propa’ job again, only 6 days a week rather than 5 – ah this is not the life! Enjoy it! I’m going part time from early spring (we thought you already had). Now where was I, leaving Seville I think….(hey there’s that bleary screen special effect again – How’s he do that?)