Last Friday we had a non uniform day in aid of 'school funds' - so that would be tea and biscuits in the staffroom. Much as I enjoyed not having to wear a tie (I hate wearing ties), in the words of one of my pupils, I looked 'like a sixth former'. I believe a number of teachers shared this view as I got plenty of cold looks when i walked in to the staffroom to do some photocopying - I was relieved that they didn't actually ask me to leave.

Of course, non-uniform day provided great opportunity for my Year 8 fan club to harrass me at any given opportunity.

'That's a nice hoodie sir. Where did you get it from? The colour really suits you.'

'Can we have that sweatband? Where did you get it from? Can you get me one? Do you want to swap it for my paperclip bracelet?'

And as you would expect the fashion snobs were out in force.
Girl: 'God, everyone's wearing converse today!'
Boy: 'What's converse?'
Girl: 'Ha! You don't know what converse is?!' As though the boy in question had just confessed to some terrible sin, possibly being a young conservative would have been less of a faux pas.

All of a sudden I'm massively in favour of school uniform.