Education, education, education. Tony Blair got its importance just right in his famous speech in 1996; but as far as this year goes, I may have had my fill.
The months of full lockdown, with both kids at home, were unremittingly awful. My wife and I, juggling jobs with home-schooling, found our inner primary teachers so wanting that I half expected Ofsted to turn up for an inspection. Daily tasks emailed from our children’s real teachers were done with sluggish enthusiasm and at a snail’s pace.
My son’s return to school for a couple of days a week in June brought significant relief for everyone. And since September, we have been in a perpetual sense of apprehension over the potential for a coronavirus outbreak to bring classes to an end once again. So far though, so good.
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