The sun is streaming in through the window and although it is barely 10am, the temperature is already almost 30 degrees. The window is open but there is no breeze coming in, just a shaft of sunlight across the whole right side of my desk. The school building is over 100 years old and not built for extremes of temperature, we freeze in the winter and bake in the summer.
I look at the Publisher file on my computer. It's time for the last school newsletter of the academic year. Due out on Friday. Deadline for articles to be sent to me for inclusion was last Thursday, yet when I opened my emails first thing this morning I was greeted by at least another ten items that need to go in. I sigh. I've sighed a lot this morning!
The drama faculty are doing their final rehearsals in the hall for the school production of 'Cabaret' which starts tomorrow evening. Full dress rehearsal - and every now and again you catch a glimpse of a cast member running through reception in full makeup and costume. They are practising 'Willkomen' again and again and I find myself subconsciously singing along in my head 'Willkomen, bienvenue, welcome ...'
A group of new teachers who will be joining us in September are brought round to be introduced to the secretarial staff. They look so young - or am I just getting old?! They look fresh and eager and ready to start their new career with us. I fear that next to them we look slightly old and jaded! They leave to go to the Finance office and I turn back to my newsletter. And as I do so, another email pings into my inbox 'I'm really sorry Debbie, I know it's late but this really needs to go in the next newsletter, can you fit it in?' Sigh.