Some more limericks to end the year

I drove through the beautiful sun
While the day had but hardly begun
Organless chapel
A challenge to grapple
And the kitchens had cindered my bun

The LTS class full of boys
Can make an incredible noise
My head hurt too much
To teach them as such
My delivery lacking in poise

I feel I'm in danger of wallowing
A dreadfully bitter pill swallowing
But tea and cake twice
Were amazingly nice
With BNC Arts dinner following

Grange Technology College
Displayed exuberant knowledge
Funding proposals
Cause brain disposals

Vittorio and Lassus we sing
With the Mardy too scary a thing
DSMPE
In my brain soon will be
What joy CCF stuff can bring

Harlington School I attended
Classics and Oxford I blended
Troades fun
The week has begun
But too late I homewards have wended

Utopian grammar in Latin
Absorbed all my thoughts in the matin
Ignored for a dinner
My wallet the winner
My evening in toweling not satin

Birkenhead school drove all day
To explore the Classical way
Well-walked and well-fed
Now feeling half-dead
A wonderful compline...

Religious temptations in dance
Was a lesson a hit on by chance
My job is secured
For two years ensured
Now back to my visitor from France

A morning spent answering mail
Makes me sigh and my admin bewail
Thirty Y10
On Sparta again
Oh why must technology fail?

My marksmanship style's improved
My panic re short range renewed
Full marks on the test
Now please may I rest
My CCF skills having proved

and a few more when I find the notebooks.

A week away

Thursday 13^th January

The number of people who pass

Through working for us is a farce

Today we were able

To sit at a table

Raising Emma-wards many a glass

Friday 14^th January

A recce my ultimate goal

The merits of sites to extol

Fish and chip supper

But minus the cuppa

The hotel’s a miserable hole

Saturday 15^th January

Vindolanda and Chesters my aim

Roman forts the name of the game

Cold wind and rain

Migrainous pain

But a fabulous trip all the same

Sunday 16^th January

I walked on the wall up on high

Above me a glowering sky.

I lost my way

Around midday

But found it again by and by

Monday 17^th January

The gloomiest day of the year

Is really not something to fear

I drove too far

In my tin-can car

With the radio loud in my ear

Tuesday 18^th January

I should know better you say

Than to run around frantic all day

But every brings

Such interesting things

And work feels rather like play.

Wednesday 19^th January

Understanding Orestes is clear

When accepting the play’s insincere

An Hellenic day

What more can I say

Than I’m glad our next meeting’s so near

Thursday 20^th January

There once was a teacher called Ed

With Hebrew and Greek in his head

Now I’m sad to say

That he passed away

And we’ll miss him for all that he said

Delusions?

On Dawkins now I have spoken
My faith and spirit unbroken
Adoration and wine
They suit me just fine
All thanks to the win of a token!

(Long story)

Naming of parts

Put the rod in the hole where it fits
And your weapon won't stay there in bits
The forward assist
Is top of my list
Of errors which fuddle my wits

Return of the βατραχοι

Returning to primary Greek
Is a marvellous start to my week
Their enthusiasm
Fills any jaded chasm
Leaves me feeling humble and meek

Rounding up

Thursday 6th January

The twelfth day of Christmas is here
As Anglicans still can adhere
To the day that is right
While Catholics might
Make all holy days disappear

Friday 7th January

In the office I plotted and planned
For Latin to rule o'er the land
Discussion with friends
The joy never ends
Hot water my next task at hand

Saturday 8th January

A fabulous day about town
Showing friends all the sights up and down
A socialite me?
It never could be!
My sorrows in port I shall drown.

Sunday 9th January

Reading Dawkins around Sunday Mass
His arguments only sound crass
More snooker is on
So my sleep is all gone
Good thoughts I attempt to amass

Education education education

The government tinkers with schools
Universities facing new rules
Watch poverty grow
But not what we know
Resentment and anger it fuels

Pedagogically speaking I find
I'm caught in a bit of a bind
All ages I teach
And much enjoy each
For focus I'm just not inclined