Waking Up To This…


I don’t normally look like this. There it is, that ‘N’ word again. 

Actually, frequently I do look like this, but only after I have been teaching for over two hours and twenty-seven minutes. I am not an obsessive so I won’t tell you how many seconds (46) in case you think that I am a little bit strange. 

A normal start to the teaching year goes something like this: bright-eyed, skin and hair refreshed, crows feet have taken to their wings, a smile that harbours only goodwill to all men (and women and some others). I particularly like cats and dogs. I think I would like monkeys, but I have never had the chance to sit down and talk with one. 

So that is me, for the first two hours, twenty-seven minutes (46 seconds). After that I start to change. 


“So, Professor Balls, What prompts this transformation?”

“Well it can be one of many things or it can be a little of all of those things. The mutations are born from within. We all have this in our DNA. All it takes are the right conditions and ‘zipperdee doo dah, zipperdee hey, my oh my what a Zombie-filled day…’ you get my meaning?”


The professor went on for quite a time with his newly found song.

“Plenty of walkers coming my way…”


Until he drew quite a crowd.

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  1. Now the Zombie dance; after 46 seconds clench both hands, shake a leg, twist a students arm off, shake it all about… Not yet a happy new year yet? Sarcasm aside, keep up the writing, its cathartic and I, as Her Majesty of old would say, am amused.

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