Hot hot me.

You know lessons are going to be at least interesting when all you have to do to shock students is tell them that in England both men and women cook dinner, when I added that I cook most nights I think I heard the sound of one or two young minds actually blowing. I've been potting plants this afternoon (expected time of death next week!) although I'm now left with a big bag of soil that needs to be emptied (I can't put it in the rice fields...can I?) and my supervisor recomends sneaking out in the night and "disposing" of it like some sort of bad soap opera murder plot....hmmmm although they also recomended that for the bottle of industial cleaner I had to despose of and most left over morsels of lunch I think theres a theme to all of this...

The afternoon has brought a heavy, heavy heat with students looling around like someones spiked their green tea. Whilst out near my house the wheat (in the fields not being used for rice growing, a rare thing indeed) has been harvested, so we all know what that means... Its time for
The burning to begin!!!!

The fields are now stripped and patterned with black stripes whilst smoke is billowing over our village, at night you can see little patterns of light where the fires are still burning away like a small runway, in the picture you can just make out the old lady dressed head to foot in swaves of cloth merrily trampling through the smoke, well it's something to do isn't. In a way it reminds me of when I was young going to the bottom of my grandfathers garden, whilst him and the neighbours seemed to cordinate the burning of dead leaves so that the entire small town he lived in would smell of old smoke.

Anyway thats enough prancing down memory lane, I promise I'll start on my weekend exploits errr well actually not tomorrow as I'm off to see 300. Yes Japan is so behind the rest of the world in film releases (except Spiderman 3 and Pirates of the carriiibbeeeeaannn (or "JOHNNY DEPP MOVIE!!!"as my students scream in high voices)) that its only just come out. So I can finally make out what all the fuss is about and me and my friends can stop shouting, Madness! MADNESSS! ! at each other, thankfully there's been no big holes around to kick each other in. Come to think of it I think it was only last year people found out Darth Vadar was Lukes dad (sorry should add SPOILER!!!) So tomorrow I get to stock up on bread products, think about purchasing a beer from the counter (I presume they don't do this in England because otherwise people would be staggering around even more in the cinema (although surely a beer is vital during any video game adapted film!)) sit in a, thankfully, very very quiet room (my pet hate is people talking during movie grrrrr) whilst David Beckham tells me in a high pitched voice what cola I should be drinking and the weird series of paintings tell me piracy is destroying movies (and making children cry, yes really thats what they show, although the bad faces also suggest piracy makes children squirm uncomfortably or gain some sort of bizarre pleasure from it)

In the meantime its off to watch Doctor who, help T.O.H with their bad ankle and think where to put this dirt.
any takers?????

Headmaster clothing watch; very light grey suit, stippey tie, flashy tie pin, freshly dyed black hair.
Headmaster style; The ex celebrity presenter on a 24 hour charity phone in who has just reached hour 22 and needs COFFEEEEEE