The bean counters and box tickers continue to nip at our flanks out here in the countryside. Like many parts of the country we have been engaged in an growing campaign to stop wholesale closures of small primary schools. These schools make very little economic sense, but provide high quality education and are at the heart of living villages. We have a school in one village which is the descendant of previous schools dating back to 1668. In a few months it could be gone. And while we fight for its survival, OFSTED inspectors have announced that they will be here on Thursday to inspect the school, so voluntary governors already under pressure fighting for its survival will have to clear their diaries again to support the school and justify its performance.
I have a barometer mercury column to measure the atmospheric pressure, and a spinal column to measure the working pressure. I have a set of scales to measure the culinary balance, and a set of vertebrae to measure my work-life balance. Today I could feel the creaks and groans of a system under some strain. Bach’s Goldberg Variations and a hot bath at 5pm.
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