The Government won't give an inch and unions won't give an inch and there seems to be no compromise likely. So who suffers?
Well that would be people who are ill, children, holidaymakers etc ie the great British public.
It seems to be irrelevant to me as to which side you are on. In this situation nobody wins.
We spent yesterday with the grandkiddles which was very enjoyable, but they need to be and should be at school.
All too often our children are being used as a political pawn. They aren't old enough to understand this but the fact is that after losing so much schooling through the pandemic, they are now losing even more.
We used to hear a lot about unauthorised school absences, usually when children were missing school to go on family holidays. What happens now when a family chooses to take their youngsters out of school? The strikes make it difficult to argue against this. I know that comment will probably be unpopular and I'm certainly not on the side of the government in this matter. I firmly believe that our current government is the worst I have lived through. Again I know many will disagree but our children need to be in school.
So I turned into teacher for the day although Poppy aged eight had other ideas, trying to teach me about front adverbials which to me sounded like an intricate medical operation.
Quite honestly I didn't actually see the point of front adverbials anyway even when I did grasp what they were.
A frontal adverbial is simply when an adverb is moved to the front of a sentence. So I went to the game earlier today would become earlier today I went to the game. Told you it doesn't make much difference.
Poppy aged eight gave me a test which she marked and then wrote "not quite right but good try." She did this in green ink which she said was her teaching colour.
Poppy aged eight then did a PowerPoint presentation on front adverbials. She then took lots of photos of Grandma's Garden for the booklet we are putting together of our garden year. As she left she told me that my homework would be to finish putting the photographs into the booklet.
Meanwhile myself and Elliot aged ten did some mental maths on things like 18x18 and four cubed and then we chatted about values of pi and the fibonacci series of numbers.
Oh and we also managed to pop into the village for a smoothie at Cafe Kin which is now named Kin Cafe which is probably not a front adverbial.
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A number of years ago, news and television programmes seemed to be coming down to a really local level. Now that seems to be in reverse.
I tuned in last night to listen to the local news bulletin on the BBC only to find it cancelled due to strike action by the National Union of Journalists - a union I was once a part of.
Journalists see local news programmes being hit by regionalisation and we have already noticed this in Norfolk. The BBC doesn't seem to understand that Norfolk people aren't remotely interested in what is happening in Northampton which is well over a two hour drive away.
A few years ago we even had our own television station which was based in the basement of the Archant Newspaper Building in Norwich. This has long gone and once again communication services are being stretched outwards from a geographical point of view. Erosion seems to be the key word for everything from what is happening to our Norfolk coastline to local television and radio coverage.
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There are certain words in life that are often misunderstood. Three of these are the trio of postponed, cancelled and abandoned. The first two get particularly confused.
Postponed means something that is called off but will take place at a later date. Cancelled means something that will be called off and which won't be rescheduled. Abandoned refers to something that has started and is then called off. This may or may not be rescheduled.