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4 days agoI was talking to my primary-school age kids about their teachers, and one of them says their next teacher will be Mr Smith.
“He’s old,” they said, “he must be at least fifty”.
I said “nah man. Mr Smith is probably only a few years older than me, early forties I reckon”.
They had me with “no he’s like really old. He reads a newspaper”
As shift workers will warmly relate to, coming off a nightshift on a Monday morning when it’s pissing down with rain, and getting into bed while the rest of the world is getting up is one of the greatest pleasures known to humankind.
Yes it’s smug, yes it’s a very niche pleasure, but it ranks somewhere up there with sex, toothache relief, and stopping a microwave before it beeps in terms of satisfaction.