Its 11pm. Do you know where your brain is?

Ok. I travelled up here yesterday. Train. traa-in. Tube. Train. Bus.
[why do i love books so much - why did i have to bring so many - lugging the bag with
wheels UP stars on the underground - not a fun day...)
get to lewisham, where i now reside. say hello.
iron. iron. iron
sleep.
6am - 5more minutes. 6.30 - 5 more minutes 6.42 - oh crap, get up get ready pack get out of house run to bus stop must get there on time...
8.15 arrive at the school. School day starts when?
yep - 8.30am
so 15 minutes - meet this person, say hello, this is what you're teaching, this is your timetable, this is the library, the staff room, the room that so and so s in, this is where i can be found, this is where...
enough
my head is full and I've not started the day yet.
lesson 1,2,3,4,5. all boys school. good. generally well behaved kids though a few usual suspects who are trying it on. 6 refuse to work. heck, sod m. i;m there until i go.
one thing though - if you recall my previous discussions about WHAT I'd be teaching, it turns out that:
out of a 50 hour timetabled week...
(quickly counts..)
media - 18
IT - 15
GEOGRAPHY 2
and free time - check this - remainder.. (inc PA and prob loads of cover knowing my life maybe - but time for marking and prep more!) - 15

so all well and good - just seems more due to the fact I've started on a Thursday and therefore missed 7 of the 9 frees i' have had this scheduled week..
ho hum.

anyhow - it's cold. I'm tired. got a laptop (though still using the old computer at Dave's as it's trustworthy and I'm too tired to undo everything...)
right - sleep! get a good night's rest. nightynight