Ironically, on Monday morning, I had had enough of students walking round maskless because they were following the example of staff who do it (AGAINST the Swiss rules) and complained to the deputy head. And in the staff meeting that morning, when someone asked to close the window, I said no, it was needed for ventilation (he is one of the mask rule breakers).
I feel a bit now as if I was shutting the stable door after the horse had bolted. I still feel OK. Long may it last. Even last weeks cough has gone.
Farage’s furious clash with Times editor stuns figures close to him. This will not end well…
Does anyone have a middle name?



