Day: 25 September 2014


Marking Time – The Futility of Marching.

This morning’s peace was shattered not in the usual way with screeching brakes or honking horns, but with the shouts of Lef, Lef, Lef, Rye, Lef. Indeed, I realised how soon yet another academic year has passed us by when  the girls in the school opposite begin their marching practice for the Inter-Schools Athletic meet …