My school worries (topped tonight by the Council resigning in the face of Church ineptitude) fade into insignificance as my dear friend is once more gravely ill. I cannot begin to imagine what her husband and son are going through. She is awaiting a liver transplant and I need hardly say what conflicts that presents for anyone praying for her. Still, I will also be praying for a miracle restoration of her liver. She is a trooper and has a great love of life and her family so.....
I have another post 'cooking' at the moment but there is so much to tell and I am just about talked out over this whole school thing :-(
Tomorrow the BA and I are visiting another school, where Prof J's daughter has recently been voted Head Prefect! If the worst happens and the school collapses under the weight of the ineptitude of every bureaucratic twit in charge, at least we hope to have the option of a lovely school of similar size and feel with a top quality Head Prefect to boot! Nothing is guaranteed though. Year 11 is not a usual 'intake' year so we are holding our breath and crossing our toes.
For many things it now appears.