It's true. My husband spent last night filling in forms and updating records for an Ofsted inspection. 'Oh really? When is it?' I asked, alarmed because I know how evil he will be for the preceding four weeks.
His reply was that he had no idea, they are having to do it all 'just in case' so that everything is ready and correct and can just be handed over because the sooner the inspectors get it, the sooner the misery will all be over. But occasionally they get an email telling them to get on with it so that it can be looked at and inspected by the Head/Director of studies in case there is anything that contradicts the recommendations from the last visit. So it's an ongoing process now, the stress is always there with no respite. At first DBH thought it would be a good thing, no last minute panic and there would be plenty of time to give teachers who weren't keeping up a boost, but it doesn't work like that, it just piles on the hours spent on paperwork, which gets looked at and then sent back to be done again.
Years ago he was a newby at a school in Lincolnshire with a new Head, the previous Head had had a bad inspection, so all were worried and stressed, really badly so. He said that they were so stressed that he feared for the inspection going well. I made an enormous chocolate cake in two biscuit tins, iced it and wrote 'HAPY INSPEKSHUN DAY' on it, put 30 balloons around it and encloed 30 napkin 'reports'. They said things like 'Oh dear, see the Times Ed next week', and 'Could do better' and 'Talks too much in Class' and so on. That was the hardest part actually, thinking of all the different things to write.
The Head phoned me and thanked me. He said they had been sitting in the staff room all feeling gloomy, he had been just about to make his 'Good Luck, do your best' speech when DBH revealed the cake. He said the mood instantly changed, they were shrieking at the 'reports' and went out laughing with chocolate cake around their mouths.