Who ya gonna call?

Last weekend, amidst a Ghostbusters and Lethal Weapon marathon, I thought back to what a good week it had been to start term 2. The uniform is outstanding, our attendance is steadily getting much better, and the entire school managed to get my "mystery christmas song" melody with my slightly novel piano playing.

Furthermore, it is always a high point of my year when another fireowrk night comes and goes and no-one is hurt - but didn't we have fun with our fireworks last Friday.

So, what have we learned this week?

- The M5 is becoming more and more dangerous - I hope everyone got home alright this week;
- That reception are outstanding when it comes to a minute's silence;
- So are most of the rest of the school;
- That teachers really don't like my singing.

But then, who does. I'm only just trying to work out how I lived with only one uke...

Take care through this first batch of horrible weather, people.

That is all.

"Please will you tune my ukulele?"

So, we reach term 2, when my application for the Ukulele Orchestra of GB is still in draft form, and when we dig out our winter coats (I'd forgotten what it was like to have wet hair. But then, as most of you keep pointing out, I'd forgotten what it was like to have hair.).

So, what have we learned since last we blogged?

Well, we must first and foremost pay massive kiss on both cheeks to our friends at Sketty. Those people waiting to watch McFly realised they'd put money on the wrong horse after hearing us. It was a pleasure and a joy to make new friends, and hear such wonderful voices. We weren't bad either. Thank you so much for our present (please come and see year 6's brilliant display to read / see / hear all about it).

Well, what else?

• Key stage 2 can make a toilet messy, but, according to the scores for the last two days, they also know how to make a gig change and a big difference;
• Key Stage 1 like a firework;
• EYFS like a jungle (but, don't we all);
• Some adults around here need higher standards; fortunately, I have them for them;
• That 'F' to 'G' chord change is easy if you're year 6;
• That we do know how to improve attendance - we did it! (Now, we have to keep doing it...)

So, have a fab firework weekend. Please, please, please stay safe, and let the grown ups do the lighting. I want to hear 250 fabulous stories, from 250 fully fit and fine friends.

That is all.