On art, anniversaries, and playing with poo

Friday was my 6th just-finished-my-aprenticeship leavers-party anniversary. I didn’t exactly celebrate, but I did get DB to take me to a friend’s ‘horse farm’ and load a trailer with 3-yr-old horsepoo. Somehow it seemed fitting. *** The headteacher usually gives the speech at the leavers ceremony on the last day of school. Usually. When my […]