April 1st (Tuesday)

It's Jolly J to kick off the day. Only a couple of lessons left for him and he does fine. Next lesson he'll do a mock test. Then a blast over to Aylesbury for yet another edition in the seemingly interminable saga of S. Perhaps we inch a few inches closer, perhaps we don't. Now he's off for a weeks holiday, then I am.......where will we be at the end of all that?

It's April Fool's Day. One of the problems of this job is that I am cut off from the radio for most of the day, so I don't get to hear of any jolly japes, the best of wish are quite enjoyable. Never read a paper either. Combine this with the kids monopoly of the TV and my consequent inability to ever see the news, and I worry about how out of touch I am becoming.

Back to Hyde Heath. A has recently failed a test badly (4 serious) and she is a total bag of nerves. I groan inside. This is going to be hard work. She admits to being petrified, and I can hear the fear in her voice. But I get her driving, and to my amazement she drives beautifully, almost faultlessly. i am baffled. her Mum is quite happy to book her in for 20 hours of lessons, and I'd be perfectly happy to take her money, but I can't in all conscience reccommend it.

T is next, attacking the car as if it is an oppsoing team's front line. he is a prop forward, and boy does it show. I end the day thoroughly exhausted, and there's more to come. It's the association meeting. Usually this consists of four or five people banging on and on about the YDE for at least half the meeting. The rest of us, who have nothing to do with the YDE are becoming restless and word of this has got back to the top. And so we spend half of this meeting discussing how we won't be spending half of every meeting talking about the YDE.
It's too much for me and at the end, B & N being too fatigued to retire to the Three Horseshoes, I finally abandon all pretence of a diet (13.11 this am) and head for a pint and a kebab.
Run up the white flag.