Saturday, 16 January 2021

Intoxicating Aroma: Eau de Noo Cah

 Happy greetings, Gentle Reader. It has been a few weeks since I last sat here at my blog. In any event, the world hasn't changed - well, I guess it will for the better on 20 January, if  you get my drift - in that we're still chopping and changing the State border rules and Channel 7 is still using Reddit as a major news source. 

So, what have I been doing? Well, I had a brief holiday in Port Stephens with an old school friend, which was lovely and relaxing.  I also received a pass mark of 69% in Teaching and Learning in the Digital World, which was surprising and gratifying, given my apprehension in this field. 

But, my reeeeeaaaaaaaalllllllllly exciting news is that Mr Bingells and I bought a new car! Some of you mightn't find this exciting, but I have NEVER owned a car that was brand new. Every vehicle in which I have claimed ownership has been second-hand, so therefore, this is very big bikkies to me, and Mr Bingells because it's his first new car, as well. We travelled on the train to the dealership, our nineteen-year-old son in tow.  We drove home breathing in the hitherto-unknown aroma of Brand New Car. I'm thinking of investing some coin into an aftershave with this scent, and retiring next year.

From the back seat, Mr Nineteen asked could he tuck into his doggy bag of leftover chips and chicken from Henny Penny, a request that was met with a resounding 'NOOOOOO!!!!!!!'  For the rest of the trip, Mr Bingells and I exchanged quick delighted glances, reveling in the euphoria of this purchase. Being mature, we had the radio tuned to the local AM station, and what should come on but TMG's Jump in my Car? Serendipity at its finest. I must admit to liking this daggy offering, and had the joy of seeing the Ted Mulry Gang in concert many yonks ago, but truly, how awful is the narrator of this ditty? As soon as he finds out the lass lives miles away, he refuses the lift, and resorts to the weak argument of attacking her appearance ('But you look a mess!'). Still, I guess this obnoxious narrator is still nowhere near as bad as the poisonous and delusional incel of The J Geils Band's Centerfold

The other big thing I have achieved since last checking in is to upload another assessment, wherein one of the questions was how I would use a corrective strategy in a Positive Learning Framework. It was very tempting to just submit the YouTube link to Kevin Bloody Wilson's The Kid, He Swears a Bit. If you're wondering, check it out. It tells of how a first year teacher used the best strategy she could to bring into line a kindergartner who had shown up fresh from the shearing shed and was somewhat troublesome. Hint: there's a length of four-by-two involved.

Ciao for now.

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