Thursday: As busy as Wednesday is, Thursday is my 'quiet' day featuring two PPA's (Planning and Pissing About) Lessons. This gave me opportunity to mark the test my year eights had done the previous day. Unfortunately they were pretty shocking - 8/50 anyone?

After my year sevens were working hard to impress ahead of parents' evening they were back to their old tricks Thursday afternoon and I had to kick one of them out for being a pain in the neck - he's one of those pupils who remind you of natural fibres: irritating. As it happens he takes part in the Warhammer club I run. I was under the impression that by forming a bond with pupils via after-school clubs can help you in the classroom, but it just means an extra couple of hous each week where this year seven pisses me off. He's now banned for a week from the club after he was scrapping with another pupil in the corridor during Friday's club-meeting - there I was thinking that the idea of Warhammer was to let the little metal figures do the fighting.

My higher ability year tens were on top form on Friday afternoon:

'Sir you can't put me down as late because I'm here before twenty-five to.' That's great, but the bell went ten minutes ago. I can't believe they even try to pull such tricks - how stupid do they think I am?

There's one lad in the class who goes out of his way to have a problem with me. On Friday he was up to his old tricks, firstly by wearing his coat, even though he knows the rules full well. Next of all he threw a pen at one of the girls in the room. '[pupil's name], I thought you said you wanted to do well. Throwings things across the room isn't going to help you do that'.

His response: 'I wasn't throwing things, it was just one pen, so that's 'thing', not 'things''. It's nice to see that he can cut through to the important details.

Then he had lynx deoderant out and when I confiscated it accused me of discriminating against him. True, I do tend to tell off the pupils who cause trouble.

Last lesson of the week was my other year eights doing the same test the first group had done. This time I was rather generous with giving hints - 'sir is the answer to question six 38?' 'Did you say 28? [nodding with an encouraging smile on my face]' - detemined to avoid a repeat of Wednesday's demoralising disaster. Well, it was Friday after all.