Stay classy, Argentina... Lordy.

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I worry that my kids wouldn't be able to sleep in absolute silence, country style; without the constant hum of the motorway, the familiar thrum of the copters overhead. I have, unwittingly, stolen that from them, through no deliberate fault of my own. I have stolen that from them.

I just spent an hour writing my wife a song for our wedding anniversary. Fingers crossed she likes Mongolian nasal horns.

Second time in teaching in 21 years that I'm considering quitting. Kids are rude, mean bordering on sociopathic, soooo disrespectful. Wondering if it's just the wheel of chance turning, me getting older, or if there's something more worrying going on here. I suspect the latter...