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Today was another day of me copping stick from every man and his dog in England today about the cricket. Again we went to the gym before the cricket started which was good - I did an intense cardio session and was dripping with sweat afterwards, I have missed the feeling. After the gym I went over to Nikki's again to watch some more of the cricket. I only watched the first session and came back over ...
... me around like a bar fly at the gym which does get a little bit annoying but at least he is giving it a crack. We went back to the house to get organised for the day before I headed over to Nikki's to watch the cricket. Again it wasn't a great day to support the Aussies as they batted pretty poorly and gave England a big lead in the match. The English seem to think that the match is already ...
... The final flight of an historic cold war supersonic British Vulcan bomber happened to occur during our lunch as the cherry on top.
Our exploration of the palace grounds was heightened by the presence of the illustrator for 'The Gruffalo' book series. We were able to act the role of the privileged 18th century aristocracy, playing ring toss and lawn bowling, wandering the gardens, all with Gruffalo inspired activities for the kids interest.
... 14 pages. Great kids and great teacher.
After spending the morning with Phil i drove to Bradford to visit:
Dixons City Academy
Amy Higgins is the head teacher there and Brian Russell is the ex head teacher. I will elaborate more on that in a moment.
- 1990 School opened as a technology specialist school
- 2.5 technicians on site
- 4 full time staff 1.75 part time staff ...
... woods and crossed the River Wharfe. We popped into a small village museum that showed proof of Roman habitation, and by the time we were finished there, my cousin’s wife was able to join us for lunch in a nice little French bistro. We ended up having a three course meal with a carafe of wine, and they wouldn’t hear of me paying, even though I of course offered to pay my share. Afterwards, we toddled across to the café across the road that is run ...