Sorry I haven't posted for a while, very busy now you know :-)
Well, first week over and feel drained, I've really enjoyed it and it's gone well, however the whole week has been over shadowed by the sudden death of a great friend. I feel so sad for his family, especially his grandchildren who go to our school and his wife, also a friend and the school secretary. He was a wonderful man and brought life and joy to everyone he knew. He was Santa at the school fair, read with the children and was pirate Pete for the reception children, on monday this week he did a talk for the year one children about toys in the olden days. I will really miss him and our chats after Mass every week over a coffee. Why is it always the good people who die early?