Z the Matriarch

If you managed to read the post I published at around 5.30, you were quicker off the mark than I was.  When I posted it, I discovered that it had auto-saved in draft several times, or rather just the first line or so, before I gave it its title.  Internet up and down like a small dinghy on a rough sea.  So I deleted the drafts, which you have to do one at a time.  Sad to say, one of those times, I accidentally deleted the post and not the draft, and the feed reader hadn’t yet picked it up.  So – crikey, darlings, how I know for sure I’m no writer at all is because I can’t be bothered to do it again.  I’d never be up for the revisions.  But I’ll try, as there’s nothing else at all in my mind to write about.  Except, it’s so trivial that it’s not worth writing again.

Okay.  I’ll try.

Z the Matriarch

I had lunch at school today, liver and bacon casserole, which is served on a Thursday by special request of the Head.  His wife won’t cook it for him, and the Sage wouldn’t thank me if I cooked it for him, so if I’m in on Thursday that is what I choose, with mixed vegetables, cabbage and mashed potatoes.  Very traditional, as was the rest of the menu.  Vegetable lasagne, shepherd’s pie, quiche, as well as the usual pizza, baked potatoes and so on, and there’s always salad too.  All home made, of course.  Pudding was a fruit crumble with custard, there was fresh fruit salad, buns and flapjacks, that sort of thing.  Yes, we follow the nutritional guidelines although, as an academy, we’re not obliged to.  But actually, we’re quite keen on our children eating good food.

On the way to the dining hall, I was stopped by a group of girls.  One asked if I thought the world was about to end.  “Don’t suppose so,” I replied, “Are you thinking of the Mayan prophecy?”  They were, though they were more interested than concerned.  We talked about what could happen – whether the earth would flood – rather interestingly, one of them reckoned that if the flood water entered the volcanoes, the world would explode altogether, though another thought it was just mankind that would succumb, with or without the rest of the animal kingdom.*  Maybe we’d all be worms in a swamp and evolution would start all over again.  One girl thought there would be a few of us left.  “We’d all have to breed,” she said.  I offered to leave that to them.  I’d mother them and cook their meals.

After lunch, I chatted to a member of staff in the cloakroom as we washed our hands and we talked about a teacher who had a baby on Monday (his name is Jonty).  We also talked about broodiness, and I said I kept it at bay with the arrival of grandchildren. I mentioned that I have five of them and her eyes widened.  It made me feel old.  Not that I’ve a problem with being old, but I forget about it sometimes

*insert gender-based options as required

4 comments on “Z the Matriarch

  1. mig

    That sounds like a splendid menu full of the kind of thing that builds young bodies and tempts young appetites. (Does this mean I’m getting into second childhood?)
    I’m impressed with the open and interested minds of your girls too. I’m often impressed with the intelligence of young people these days.

  2. Z

    I asked a few weeks ago what uptake there is of the liver and bacon, apparently it’s pretty good. Our cooks are really good and enthusiastic and they work incredibly hard too. Apart from bread, very few prepared foods are bought in, they start the day with breakfast for early arrivers – bacon or cheese sandwiches, then there’s pizza and sandwiches at break, before the main event at lunch time.

    The students are brilliant, always willing to talk to you – some people might be sniffy that they come up and talk on equal terms, but it isn’t intended to be disrespectful. I didn’t know any of this group, but they were great.

  3. Roses

    Don’t you just love technology?

    I wonder why people get sniffy that the students talk to them? The ethos of the school is obviously to give their students confidence and communication skills. What would be the point of then turning around and saying ‘sit in the corner, be quiet’?


  4. Z

    Absolutely, but there are still plenty of the “seen and not heard” generation about. Not too many of them are likely to go near a school, so just come out with generalisations about the *youth of today*.


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