Homestart

I am not a natural teacher. I have always tended to side with the naughty child and I still do. And I haven’t got the patience, I know I haven’t. Aeons of boredom in the classroom meant I daydreamed my way through most of my schooldays, apart from the subjects I was interested in and good at, English, Art, French. If the teacher didn’t inspire me, I lost interest, I didn’t work. I couldn’t write for the English teachers I found uninspiring. So they must have found the high marks I constantly got from my most inspiring teachers pretty unfathomable.