And so it begins, dear reader. Yesterday, for me, was what I call All Hell Day in which I enrolled the new Year 12, all of them convinced their GCSEs have been wrongly marked. I told them all to go and see that nice Mr Gove and gave them a few tips on urban terrorism to jolly things along.
Today is the start of the Michaelmas Term, as we used to call it when all members of staff in schools had Oxbridge degrees (that ended in about 1733).
William Boyd died today in 1972. Who he? I hear you ask. He was the hero of my childhood, better known as Hopalong Cassidy. He didn't hop very much but he sorted out the bad guys with his fists and his six-gun and rode on a white horse called Topper. He also wore a black hat (Hoppy, that is, not Toppy) which caused confusion because the good guys always wore white hats. What was the world coming to?
In other news ...
Maurice Chevalier was born today in 1888. He was an actor, acrobat and all round thoroughly twinkly old charmer. What a pity his Thank Heaven for Little Girls would be totally misconstrued today.
