My eldest grand-daughter, the one who married earlier in the year, has been down on a visit and, as usual, it has been a joy to see her.
She is now happily settled into teaching and loving it - it is so nice to hear her speaking about it with such fervour. It reminds me of how I was when I first started - one feels one can really change the world. I have a theory that once teachers lose that feeling and sink into that 'you can't make silk purses out of sow's ears' mode they should be retired from the profession as they are no longer a credit to it.
And speaking of teaching I have just read Sheila Hancock's first novel "Miss Carter's War". I enjoyed it tremendously although it did get a bit tedious towards the end. Novels which go 'in progression' through time are difficult I think. There are some passages in italics which hark back to her wartime experiences, but the book is principally about teaching children and those parts I enjoyed very much. I felt that Sheila Hancock really understood the problems.