Every Friday after school I run a Warhammer Club. When I was little I collected the models and it's nice to give some fellow enthusiasts a chance to get together and have some battles. When I was younger I only ever had battles with a handful of my friends and we all collected the same type of army anyway - Space Marines for any aficionados out there. I actually go to into running the club quite by accident. The teacher who I'd replaced had previously run it so the club's members were disappointed when he left and had asked the Key Stage 3 leader if it would continue. She'd flippantly suggested to them that I might like to run it without having the first idea whether I knew anything about Warhammer.

I often find it quite amusing that some pupils think I'm still really into it and would go home and spend a whole day rolling dice and telling people that their Orks are dead, I'd likle to think I'm a bit too grown up for that sort of thing. I find it even more amusing when teachers think the same.

The club's been on life support for the past couple of years with only three or four regulars in attendance each week. They've been going a long time now so know me very well and frequently remind of the time when I missed thin air when shooting - don't ask - and got five ones on five dice, a 1 in 7776 chance. This year we've kept the same people who came last year and now have some new year sevens joining, which is excellent news. We have two enthusiastic but less knowledgable boys and another who is like a walking encyclopaedia of Warhammer.

I found it nice at the end when they all said 'thank you' to me. I almost had to do a double take because as a teacher you very rarely hear anyone saying 'thank you' to you. It's fair enough really because we're just doing a job afterall, but it's always nice when you're appreciated.