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Today feel a bit headachy and under the weather. Perhaps because it was an emotional day because of the funeral.

Very interesting that when I was teaching classes yesterday I was so immersed in what l was doing that I was able to cope much better with all the emotions.
 
Went to the local recycling to take some plastic and bottles and stuff that is u/s. It is the first time for years but needs must there has not been any recycling here since April and we are just getting our general waste taken.Dustbinmen still on strike and dustbin schedule not indicating any change in the foreseeable future.
D.
Who isn't on strike, except me in our house, the wife has been out for about a decade now!
Just can't even get a birthday cuddle!!!!

Our bin men are brilliant, and wake me up every Wednesday at 7am! You have to admire their consistent punctuality!

Bins aren't big enough for my shed full of.......
 
Today feel a bit headachy and under the weather. Perhaps because it was an emotional day because of the funeral.

Very interesting that when I was teaching classes yesterday I was so immersed in what l was doing that I was able to cope much better with all the emotions.
I'm trying to get out in the weather. Still cloudy and not warm.

It's a good job the bell rings for end of class, or you would never get home sometimes!
I believe the best part of teaching, training or guidance, is seeing the kids succeed or grow into something to be proud of!
I still see many of the lads I trained. Good bunch
 
You mean this? More nuanced and I'm absolutely no fan of hers. OzCam were, imho, nastier about this which was a major cause of the B word and impact of COVID in UK being much worse in UK than necessary, imho. She was the poster girl for cost of everything and value of nothing which is now a huge problem for UK Plc.
Ah I remember the heady days of myself and Judith together with hundreds of others marching through Plymouth banging drums waving banners and shouting Thatcher out and no poll tax those where the days.
 
I'm trying to get out in the weather. Still cloudy and not warm.

It's a good job the bell rings for end of class, or you would never get home sometimes!
I believe the best part of teaching, training or guidance, is seeing the kids succeed or grow into something to be proud of!
I still see many of the lads I trained. Good bunch
I used to teach 2 different kinds of student. One group were kids and adults with learning difficulties and some with behavioural problems. The local secondary school didn't know what to do with them, nor did social services, so they were sent to me and a colleague at the college to "learn" IT skills. We were never given training or advice nor were we given information on their level of ability. Basically, we were babysitting because they were never expected to learn anything. However, I discovered that it was possible for some of them to learn little bits and perform quite well at office tasks, only to be asked by the (then) Director of Education, "Why are you bothering? They are unable to learn." :banghead:

The 2nd kind of student consisted of adults who had never achieved anything at school and school leavers who, for whatever reason were not ready to go into the workforce. I often had to wait a long time, going over and over the lessons but eventually there would be that moment when I could see the light dawning. That was why I did the job. They had been assumed by the school to be "sows' ears" but when they left us, as "silk purses", they had GSVQ/HNC/HND and a few moved on to degree courses. All were eminently employable. :happy:
 
Hope the workers helped especially if there were steep steps. A man had a serious head/brain injury falling and banging his head at our local site so they are very keen to help now. Don't be too proud to ask for help. Hmm, we may be too similar.
Marjorie prepared me about not going up steps but complained I had. not taken my stick. She also put the plastic in a special container bin.
D..
 
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Good evening. Lunch today went as follows:
1145 - bloods - 5.9
Drink 1 tbsp red wine vinegar in water
Eat veg - lettuce, cucumber, kimchi with a little olive oil and red wine vinegar dressing.
Eat protein - tin of Ortiz Bonito tuna in oil, some mixed nuts, lump of cheese.
Then, 15 minutes of movement - including some squats - OK, 75
1330 - about an Hour later - bloods - 5.9
1430 - about 2 hours later - bloods - 5.7
Fingers like pin cushions - blooming Abbott - where’s my little discs?
 
Good evening. Lunch today went as follows:
1145 - bloods - 5.9
Drink 1 tbsp red wine vinegar in water
Eat veg - lettuce, cucumber, kimchi with a little olive oil and red wine vinegar dressing.
Eat protein - tin of Ortiz Bonito tuna in oil, some mixed nuts, lump of cheese.
Then, 15 minutes of movement - including some squats - OK, 75
1330 - about an Hour later - bloods - 5.9
1430 - about 2 hours later - bloods - 5.7
Fingers like pin cushions - blooming Abbott - where’s my little discs?
Thanks for sharing. Nice meal and impressive squat count btw. Would ACV, Albacore or other fish in EVO work as well?
 
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I used to teach 2 different kinds of student. One group were kids and adults with learning difficulties and some with behavioural problems. The local secondary school didn't know what to do with them, nor did social services, so they were sent to me and a colleague at the college to "learn" IT skills. We were never given training or advice nor were we given information on their level of ability. Basically, we were babysitting because they were never expected to learn anything. However, I discovered that it was possible for some of them to learn little bits and perform quite well at office tasks, only to be asked by the (then) Director of Education, "Why are you bothering? They are unable to learn." :banghead:

The 2nd kind of student consisted of adults who had never achieved anything at school and school leavers who, for whatever reason were not ready to go into the workforce. I often had to wait a long time, going over and over the lessons but eventually there would be that moment when I could see the light dawning. That was why I did the job. They had been assumed by the school to be "sows' ears" but when they left us, as "silk purses", they had GSVQ/HNC/HND and a few moved on to degree courses. All were eminently employable. :happy:
If they can be inspired, anything is achievable!
Too many, never get any chance of being inspired.
 
Ah I remember the heady days of myself and Judith together with hundreds of others marching through Plymouth banging drums waving banners and shouting Thatcher out and no poll tax those where the days.
Similar experience in the Manchester and Liverpool city.
Still paying highest taxes ever!
 
Been to Plymouth twice!
Once for footie!
T'other for ferry to Roskoff, Brittany. Stayed in Carantec. Had 10 days there at a euroholiday park, where one of mine was staying for I think three seasons. It was brilliant! Met some great people, even tho, they were French! Very sociable and a very picturesque coastline.
 
I used to teach 2 different kinds of student. One group were kids and adults with learning difficulties and some with behavioural problems. The local secondary school didn't know what to do with them, nor did social services, so they were sent to me and a colleague at the college to "learn" IT skills. We were never given training or advice nor were we given information on their level of ability. Basically, we were babysitting because they were never expected to learn anything. However, I discovered that it was possible for some of them to learn little bits and perform quite well at office tasks, only to be asked by the (then) Director of Education, "Why are you bothering? They are unable to learn." :banghead:

The 2nd kind of student consisted of adults who had never achieved anything at school and school leavers who, for whatever reason were not ready to go into the workforce. I often had to wait a long time, going over and over the lessons but eventually there would be that moment when I could see the light dawning. That was why I did the job. They had been assumed by the school to be "sows' ears" but when they left us, as "silk purses", they had GSVQ/HNC/HND and a few moved on to degree courses. All were eminently employable. :happy:
When I started an apprenticeship in good old Lincolnshire I was working on electrical equipment for five years and we all were given one day a week release to go to the tech college to take a course in engineering or electrical engineering. There was no them and us, some students were from grammar schools some from secondary moderns. The system was organized to do that and if one put in the work one succeeded. It seems the system must have been changed by your day Ann because it worked well in my youth and that is how I had a career in transmitter engineering. A friend went on a course to become Tech College teacher from a draughtsman apprenticeship and another friend worked at Ruston & Hornsby on big diesel engine testing after getting H.N.Cs. in Elec Eng.
Others had joined the RAF and got very good training but topped it up at tech college.

It was before our industrial base was knackered and everybody including dustmen had to get degrees.:)

We should have done our National Service but we were deferred until 21 due our training, then it was ended. Some of my generation were exposed to radiation in the British nuclear tests.
Pleased I missed that.
D.
 
When I started an apprenticeship in good old Lincolnshire I was working on electrical equipment for five years and we all were given one day a week release to go to the tech college to take a course in engineering or electrical engineering. There was no them and us, some students were from grammar schools some from secondary moderns. The system was organized to do that and if one put in the work one succeeded. It seems the system must have been changed by your day Ann because it worked well in my youth and that is how I had a career in transmitter engineering. A friend went on a course to become Tech College teacher from a draughtsman apprenticeship and another friend worked at Ruston & Hornsby on big diesel engine testing after getting H.N.Cs. in Elec Eng.
Others had joined the RAF and got very good training but topped it up at tech college.

It was before our industrial base was knackered and everybody including dustmen had to get degrees.:)

We should have done our National Service but we were deferred until 21 due our training, then it was ended. Some of my generation were exposed to radiation in the British nuclear tests.
Pleased I missed that.
D.
Yes, the system of apprenticeship and day release worked well and produced a well trained workforce and, I believe a lot more pride in doing a good job and more job satisfaction for many. There used to be a divide between those who came from well heeled families and the rest and it was evident in the grammar school selection process. Because my parents weren't at all well heeled, I would have been refused my place at the grammar school if I had needed an interview but, as it happened, I had the highest mark achieved in Kent's 11+ exam that year so there was no question which school I would go to. My elder brother went to the boys' secondary school, which a year later became a brand new comprehensive and was a much better school. He went down the apprenticeship/day release route, became a draughtsman for GEC and only later became an engineer and got his AMIMechE and then a degree from the OU.

From what I can gather things have gone from bad to worse in the education system even since I retired and many kids are left on the scrapheap or lose interest and faith because the schools can't cope with differences. All have to conform to the norm if they are to get anywhere. That means everyone has to be mediocre - not clever, not dull and definitely not "educationally sub-normal" which is how some of my ex students were described by that Director of Education and not gifted.
 
Enjoyed one of the best pieces of haddock enjoyed at a now defunct chippy close to the imps ground. Which was called surprisingly 'Back of the net'. Going to Sincil Bank of the now LNER stadium as it is now, was always a good day out!
We arrived the first time, the wrong way! We went via the railway junction instead of coming from the right way missing the centre of the city!
Hi Lamont,
There use to be a high line to bypass the city that ran at the town side of Sincil Bank, as as goods bypass, the 'high line' also got light engines from Doncaster plant polished and shining in their new LNER liveries.
Often there were the big Pacific's of Sir Nigel Gresley design. Hence the stand on the site was probably known as the LNER stand I suppose.
But I have not kept up with the redesign of the city this last sixty years.
D.
 
Hi Lamont,
There use to be a high line to bypass the city that ran at the town side of Sincil Bank, as as goods bypass, the 'high line' also got light engines from Doncaster plant polished and shining in their new LNER liveries.
Often there were the big Pacific's of Sir Nigel Gresley design. Hence the stand on the site was probably known as the LNER stand I suppose.
But I have not kept up with the redesign of the city this last sixty years.
D.
We took our grandson to see the great gathering of 6 x A4 class Pacifics in York in 2013 I think it was. Sir Nigel Gresley is at Grosmont where Mrs Miggins worked as a station foreman. When working, it can’t get down to Whitby as the wheels are too large a diameter to get round the tight bend into the station.
 
Good morning everyone on a bit of dull start here in the dark and dangerous north. It’s Bastille Day today and my parents are off out to see the local parades where they live. Will make a pleasant change from all the protests that have gone on this year for one thing or another - mainly about upping the retirement age I think. The French are current world champions at protesting. My niece, who lives in Bordeaux is having yet another day off work (the French have a lot of days off during the summer months - mainly saint days I think but what with pont days if the day off is on a Thursday …). Meantime, I have been taken on as chauffeur today. Mrs Miggins sold her car yesterday (trade in offers were not to her liking) and I have the great privilege to be chosen to drive her to pick up her newly purchased replacement. Art bit - colour added. Have a wonderful day. I am calling this one Freda. More koffy vicar? Don’t mind if I do.

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I'm trying to get out in the weather. Still cloudy and not warm.

It's a good job the bell rings for end of class, or you would never get home sometimes!
I believe the best part of teaching, training or guidance, is seeing the kids succeed or grow into something to be proud of!
I still see many of the lads I trained. Good bunch
Teaching children is such an important job. You sound as though you were a brilliant teacher.
 
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