The Piper 21

Once more unto the breach…

Read After Burnout


He knew that the advice he had given the two boys would be listened to.

They were good boys who had been unlucky to land in St Agnes.

Since their arrival though, the world that was the school had changed, changed utterly. Indeed, his own world had changed beyond any rational understanding. His evenings had been given over to his research, an endless task that had consumed his hours and thoughts.

The Black Death had also changed the world.

It had, in one fell swoop, unseated an acceptance of the eternal and had replaced it with an understanding of the life’s indifferent cruelty. The popular philosophy of ‘living for the now’, something he had always thought of as being a very twentieth century invention, had actually been created in those times when existence was not guaranteed. Death was an invisible caller, one who slipped into homes without invitation. Death…

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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.

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