A cynical mood front has been gathering in my teacher brain of late. Perhaps it's because, when I ask my friends who speak good English what their strategies were for learning, they shrug their shoulders. "Study? I guess," they say. "I just kind of stuck at it."

Or perhaps it's because my dentist speaks better English from listening to BBC Radio 4 ( Read more... )

This time I really mean it: I am really truly going to tidy up my things. There are boxes and bags and random piles of things that have been slowly building up into geological strata over the last ten years, as I dashed around hither and thither like a headless chicken. But no more: the time has come to bring order to the chaos ( Read more... )