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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This is the story of what happened to me when anxiety took a grip. I lost my senses, I lost my job, and I lost me. I then turned to writing to find those things that had gone missing. How can you teach when you believe that education is a business that is failing in its primary remit of helping to create a better society? Indeed, how can you teach when you believe that you have nothing of value to pass on? The book/blog is the story of my recovery from the absolute darkness of the early days. It is an Odyssey through my life over the last twelve months and a retracing of my steps to discover how I found myself there. More than all of that, it is a re-evaluation and a rejoicing of all that which I call life. Happy reading and I hope it helps. There is madness, Everyday Madness, and not all of it comes from within.

2 thoughts on “Waking Up To This…”

  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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