The signature of Guy Fawkes on the first piece of coursework he marked and the piece handed in two minutes before the deadline.

Remember this poll from last year? Look at number four and weep for the state of the national conversation.

One of the things teachers have to do is make ourselves redundant. To say to students, "you don't need me anymore, you can learn the next bits yourselves."
It's a privilege to say it, but gosh, it's a bittersweet one.
I want to know what happens next.

If this is your mental map of the world, reality is bound to feel like a comedown.
(See also those whose fiscal map was formed in the Lawson boom.)

Church Parade today.
"So the white candle in the Advent wreath is for Jesus, but what about the other four candles?"
Just about resisted the temptation to say "The Two Ronnies".