Today I made a disturbing discovery.
As if running the country wasn’t taxing enough, our esteemed Prime Minister has another job; she’s moonlighting as a teacher at Biff and Chip’s school.
All I can say say is that she makes a bit more of an effort when she’s in Parliament, and actually she scrubs up pretty well.
It’s not just me who finds the escapades of Biff and Chip tedious. A boy fell asleep in the lesson today, which is a first for me. He was so deeply asleep that when I picked up his arm and started tapping his head with it he didn’t stir. After a bit more prodding he finally staggered groggily to his feet and stumbled outside to wash his face to wake himself up.
The children quite often disappear outside and then reappear a moment later with their head and face dripping. I always thought that they were pouring water onto their heads to cool down, but now I realise that it’s a strategy to avoid being sent into a Biff and Chip induced catatonic stupor.