Bonfire Night

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Although Bonfire Night was officially on Wednesday night, we went to our local Bonfire last night and enjoyed a beautiful display. My pictures don’t do it justice.

One of the original conspirators, Francis Tresham, was a local man. He is believed to have written the warning letter to Lord Monteagle which led to the discovery of the plot.

marie

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Why NaBloPoMo?

Professor Sir Carry Cooper, of Manchester University, one of the world’s leading authorities on health and well-being in the workplace, recently told the TES that teaching is constantly in the top three most stressful professions. “The hours are long and antisocial, the workload is heavy and there is change for change’s sake from various governments”.

November NaBloPoMo

So I shouldn’t really be surprised that I’ve spent the last 6 months losing the battle of work/life balance or that it took its toll on my health.  I’m glad to say that I’m back on the right track health wise and my blood pressure is going  down now (not racing up).  In an attempt to restore some normality to my work/life balance I’ve decided to join BlogHer’s November NaBloPoMo.

 

Fingers crossed!

marie

Breakfast – the most important meal of the day

As a teacher and a foodie the one thing guaranteed to bring a tear to my eye is realising that a child in my class has come to school without having breakfast. We all know how feeling hungry can distract us and research shows that it also makes us irritable and moody. Lack of breakfast seriously undermines that child’s ability to concentrate and learn new things.

It’s a shameful indictment of our society that families in crises have to send their children to school without breakfast. More and more families now rely on food banks – more than you might think. Contributing some tins or packets to your local food bank is a practical way of offering help.

Marie

A penny for your thoughts

The post that I had in mind when I started The Syllabus Sea was about Hallowe’en, so for Assignment 3 I decided to write about Easter.

Happy Easter

As a child Easter meant purple to me – Cadbury’s chocolate and church decorations.  We used to decorate twigs with special decorations that mum had collected when we’d lived in Germany.  We boiled up hens eggs with coloured dye and spent hours adding painted patterns.  Then on Easter Sunday we searched the garden for hidden chocolate eggs before being trooped off to church. I passed these traditions on to my children.

Easter also reminds me of a shopping trip with my mum .  We went to one of her favourite shopping outlets but she didn’t remember where anything was, wanted to buy bizarre things and she kept wandering off.  It was like shopping with a  child. Not long afterwards she was diagnosed with a form of vascular dementia.  We never went shopping again.

Looking over both posts I think what I had in mind was to preserve family memories for myself and my children because one day I might not be able to remember them myself.

Marie

Who I am and why I’m here

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As you’ll see below I’m Marie, mother of three wonderful children – well young adults really – and I teach in the local primary school.

I want Syllabub Sea to be where I write about my new life and share my hobbies; digital photography, poetry, cooking and reading.  A hectic work life means that I don’t post as often as I’d like so I’m taking part in April’s Zero to Hero in the hope that it will help me to write more regularly.

 

Three threes

This week’s WP Photo Challenge is Threes.

As you will no doubt be able to tell from the images I am not really a football person and until 6 months ago I had never been to a match. However, my Knight in Shining Armour is a life long Derby fan and as our current work situation means that he works away all week I have started going with him on the 7 hour round trips to see matches at weekends.  Although I know a lot more about football now I still spend most of the match baffled.

These sets of Three Picture Stories tell the story of my day yesterday.

The build up to the match.

The match.

Time to go home.

Marie