. . . the first words my wife croaked at me (she has a chest and throat infection similar to the one I had recently) as I got home. The dreaded interview!
Well I think I got on all right. Some interesting propositions were made - not all of which filled me with joy - and I asked some cogent questions. Generally I came away with a positive feel about the meeting. There are six other candidates for the job so I'm not sure if I'll be good enough - but at least I've tried.
My poor wife is coughing and spluttering and has lost her voice. No comments are required about the latter being a good thing! She phoned her school and told the head she was unable to teach and I sent her back to bed before I went to work. She looks a little better this evening but the voice is still missing so she won't teach tomorrow either. She deserves a rest - she works very hard with very little in the way of recognition or thanks. I have to work tomorrow so she'll have peace and quiet and perhaps be able to sleep it off.
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