So there I was, you see, sipping my glass of chilled Sauvignon Blanc, gazing absentmindedly at some tosh on the telly, when the phone rang. A chum, much involved in the world of independent schools, keen to ensure that I was aware of all the goss. It's amazing how quickly time passes when one's interest is properly fired up .......

Anyway, Mr Porter's been on duty tonight, and all sounds as if it's gone well. As it did this morning, when last I saw the residents. Meanwhile, Mrs C has been busy dealing with Orders for her charges, talking both telephonically and otherwise on matters of school business, and then, to bring the day to its close, clearing up the contents of the cat's stomach which have manifested themselves in rather close proximity to this computer.

Isla's fine, however.

See you tomorrow.