Apparently, we had school inspectors in today. They were very good, just sitting in the corner – no trouble at all. And we only had one in the one lesson, French. School was quiet without Friday’s nuisance maker who must have been off sick. Now the character concerned isn’t somebody with whom I had an awful lot to do, but he must have really got under my skin at this time.
In the draw for the next roud of the FA Cup (when it were on’t radio and they fished the balls ot of that velvet bag, not the terrible mechanical fish bowl that they insist on using nowadays), Liverpool were drawn away with York City. Not the easy draw that on paper it looked.