Up early to reply to a bunch of emails about the new school from parents there; looks like I won't be short of students in that place.
Over to the 'other' school which, just over the last month or so, has really started to work out. I had my doubts for ages, but I bumped into one of the TA's at the festival recently (turns out she's the singer in a band on the bill with us) so nice to catch up with her now I know her name so it all feels more sociable, and my boss there is excited about my engagement...it kind of makes me...well, 'stable' in their eyes, I guess. The lessons were great today, too. Maybe these kids just took a bit longer than the other school to get into it?
Home, did a bit of work on episode three. Spoke to the mega-famous footballer on the phone and agreed plans for Saturday. It's exciting, yet so surreal to just chat on the phone for a bit. Seems like a nice chap, despite the pyscho persona.
Three private lessons (first one - rubbish, second one - fine, third one - amazing) and then got home, mowed the lawn whilst wearing shorts because I'm a changed man, had a lovely meal with A and then back to writing...
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