Yesterday the fire alarm went off.
Steph starts the screams, Jake heads for cover in the toilets and my supply teacher heads for the wrong door.
But we do get to the assembly point with out loosing our current challenge who for once has all her clothes on.
However when we fetch back up in class ready for our snack the alarm is still shrilling and shouting its head off. It continues for 20 minutes. Someone had forgotten to tell the new care taker how to disconnect the thing down our end. The rest of the school is enjoying playtime and a cuppa in peace.
Despite the intervention of Luke's hoodie the vibrations made me feel sick and stirs the children to fever pitch.
Today I feel less than my best. But step out with man and a whippet just as the first drops of rain plunk. I suddenly feel a bit of a spring in my step and I get bouncier. By the time we reach home again the skies have darkened so much that the street lamps come on. The wind whips around whippet blowing his skirts up and the hail starts. God is rolling ball bearings above with added effect of lighting. I can feel the vibration though out my body.
I love thunder storms so stay out to absorb every electrical charge that I can . Zayna is having a fag and a cough out side the pub. He has caught me before and this will surely seal my fate as officially bonkers.
Carole my next door neighbour sticks her head out to check I am ok and alert me to the fact the telegraph pole could do for me.
But I truly don't care. What a wonderful way to go. In the middle of a storm.
However I am still here. And felt so invigorated I cleaned the bedroom.
It was really odd I could feel the change in the atmosphere as the storm moved off.
I suspect though being of a wimpish disposition I wouldn't care to experience one of the spectacular shows that cause havoc around the globe.