It's always a little daunting when you have a cover lesson. You never know what the works going to be like, you don't know who's going to be in the class and it's a bit annoying losing your free.

Today I had a cover for a science lesson, which should be good as I got an A* at GCSE in the subject but bad because it was eight years ago. The bizarre thing was that I knew all the pupils anyway, through teaching them either in either year eight, year nine, currently teaching them, because they went to Warhammer club, from year nine camp and even because one of them is friends with some other pupils I used to teach. It was a case of 'I remember you!' over and over. Though not that many times as even though this was a high ability group there was only around fifteen pupils in the class. God knows what we're up to in maths; I have thirtyone in my top sets year tens this year.

Unfortunately the work set was very very very boring and insufficient in quantity to keep the pupils busy for a lesson. I think the normal teacher was at a funeral so I won't complain about it to anyone (but it was bad). I was left to use my charm and good humour to stop them revolting, which seeing as I'm completely lacking in natural charm was hard work. We found a multiple choice Science based game to project from the computer to the board which was enough to keep them occupied. It also brought out the competitive side in myself as I kept shouting to them that it was B and celebrating when I got them right. Quite why I'm so proud of being able to do work intended for fifteen eyar olds I'm not entirely sure, but it was good fun.

It was actually a reasonably nice way to spend an hour because it was a class of nice children, but I hope my next cover lesson has some decent work to go with it.