Our school runs an activity day for pupils from years seven, eight and nine during the summer term. This magnificent event occured today with my posting being to a swimming pool. Though that term sells the place short. It was a gargantuan complex of rapids, flumes, wave machines and general wetness.

I'd been a little unsure about having to go there. Anything that involves the pupils seeing my happy trail cannot be good. I couldn't help but notice that the 'in' teachers got to go to Alton Towers. I'm not saying that there was any favouritism going on, but let's face it: there was.

Fortunately one of my NQT buddies was sent there too so it turned out to be a really good day. And because of some rain anyone going to Alton Towers would have got wet too and would have spent horus miserable and soaked to the bone. I guess we had the last laugh because we had a great time.

And none of the kids were sick on the coach. Bonus.