My candle burns at both ends
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends -
It gives a lovely light.

Edna St. Vincent Millay, "A Few Figs from Thistles", US poet (1892 - 1950)

Sunday, 20 May 2007

Oi moi. Eheu.

Josephine is at the end of her tether. If the paddock is 9 metres in diameter, and there are buttercups growing in the centre, how long is a piece of string?


Exams commence in 17 hours, 52 minutes and counting. Therefore never send to know for whom the alarm bell tolls; it tolls for me.

2 comments:

Charon QC said...

I used to say to my students... I cannot wish you luck... for it is not a matter of luck... but your skill... but I always wished them well... and wish you well !

Josephine Bloggs said...

That's kind, thank you :)

And then there were six...