Friday, February 15, 2013

Hermit

I was tackling my international ironing crisis and listening to Radio 4 (no Radio 4, no ironing, the Test Cricket is a constant hazard), when they interviewed a professional hermit.  She is a retired headmistress who has always enjoyed her own company.  She lives in a house at the edge of a small village, grows her own food and does the odd job to pay the bills, and generally just doesn't see anybody.

I was checking my blogger's profile today, clicking on my interests to see if there is anyone out there like me, but as usual,  I find only one person in the whole wide blogging world who shares those passions;  me.

I feel out of sinc with the modern world.

So it seems to me that Hermit would be an ideal later in life career choice for me.    JC is also a hermit, so we could be the world's first married hermit couple.  In the Ariege Pyrenees, panoramic mountain view.   Being philosophers.  I wonder if there is a hermit support network?

Yes cruel world, I'm ready.   Someone has to have time to do the philosophy to get us out of this mess.

(Propelled into action by our 'neighbours' intent upon massacring our garden and threatening us with legal action.  Can hermits indulge in the odd chainsaw massacre?  There's nothing about it in the job description).

Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Mark Fixing

Rumours are circulating at R's school that some enterprising renegade has hacked into Pronote, the Mark-Obsessed Website, and upgraded his or her marks in every subject for the entire year.

'How did they notice?'  I asked R (it seemed strange to me that a pupil would receive such individual attention when all the teachers are entirely tied up with box- ticking and forming-filling for the six-hundred).

'Because the marks were too high'

'What happened to this person?'

'Parents called in, detention, report, warning about being expelled...'

I am left with the question:  what kind of education system invites such behaviour?

R is left with the question;  what would have happened if this person had not been quite so generous with the marks, could he/she have got away with it?