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Showing posts with label retired. Show all posts
Showing posts with label retired. Show all posts

Tuesday, 21 January 2014

Happy First Birthday to my crappy blog


Started January 16, 2013. 

As a retired old fart, it keeps me busy, lets me ramble on about trivia/pop culture and doesn't hurt anyone. 
Comments gratefully accepted.

Saturday, 14 September 2013

Things I have done since I've retired...


  • Eaten more cheese
  • Wine o'clock
  • Showered less
  • Weekly shave
  • Grumbled just as much
  • Read more
  • Used garden hammock more
  • Downloaded more
  • Started using Twitter, Facebook
  • Asked "What's for tea?" more
  • Taken longer to do the housework
  • Visited my father more often
  • Bought a dog
  • Exercised more, not just taking pup for walks
  • Started this blog

Wednesday, 16 January 2013

Intro

I view this blog as mere musings - shit what a tosser. Well, you were warned by the title.If I were you, I'd read later posts, they might get better. This first post is pure prattle, straight off the top of my head.

This is a mental exercise and I couldn't care less if it is read or commented on by one or one thousand bods. Although feedback would be appreciated.

This is all new to me so I am just going to jump in the deep end, they say you learn by doing... well that's what I used to tell my kids. I am an ex primary school teacher. I retired in April, 2011. I taught in Melbourne, Australia for 34 years. My wife also jumped last year. There is something magical about still being in bed at 8:55 when you hear a distant school bell or.... reading the junk mail catalogues' "Back to School" Sales. I hope my apostrophes are in order - a bugbear of mine..... if you don't know where to put 'em.... don't use 'em.
I hope this blog isn't going to be a bitter rant about what's wrong with teaching today and how sunny and simple it was before student-centred learning and researching Pokemon or One Direction instead of James Cook or Caroline Chisholm for a class assignment. Shit, I just sounded bitter, and it's also a crappily constructed sentence. Educationalists will tell you: it's not the end product of research - it's the process, "the journey" that is important. Well yes, I agree up to a point (a wanky point), but "the journey" sometimes gets derailed by purposeless distractions.

So I will stop and prattle on later.