Poor paw.

This is the image that greeted me when I returned home this week. My dog, who is probably exactly as stupid as he looks in this picture, has got an infection in his paw and now has to wear this bandage. He did have a blue one, but he tore it off in a rage after people laughed at him. He's very sensitive...

As a result, he's been fairly soppy and he has great and complete hatred of the little trainer thing he has to wear when he goes out. I hate it too, because it cost £17 and it looks like he's trying to be stylish. And failing obviously. I have noted toothmarks in it.

It's half term this week and it could have got here a damn sight faster, let me tell you. A couple of the boys have been working my last nerve and I'm sick to the back teeth of talking about them. It's a peculiarity of my profession that in order to get the day out of your system, you have to talk incessantly about it. These particular kids have been my sole topic of conversation for the past few weeks and I'm going to be so glad to get away from it.

In other news, I sprained a muscle in my thigh sprinting for the train last weekend. What did I have to get the train for, I hear you cry... Well, I wanted to get to HMV to get the Thundercats series 1 box set. I LOVED this programme with a deep and unhealthy passion when I was young. I remember riding around on my BMX singing the theme tune. I think it might be the defining moment of my preteen years. Sigh. I feel young again when I watch it.

I also had a fun moment last week when I beat one of the boys in my year 5 class 11-7 when I played football in the playground. It seriously made my day. I even said whoever scored the last goal would win it. I may have lost some professional points by turning around and shouting "HA! Bow down to the old lady in the skirt who beat you at football!" He did, to his credit. Of course, they lured me out there again, and thrashed me 5-2 this week, though in my defence, it was two on one and the other boy is actually pretty darn good. I am working my way towards dealing with some mysogynist views some of them seem to have.

I am also feeling somewhat annoyed with my Norton Antivirus which is fartarsing about. It kept telling me that I had six things affecting my status, which it was unable to fix. Duh, Norton. What's the damn point in having you...? Lame. I've uninstalled it and reinstalled it and let it faff about and it seems back to whatever passes for normal in my computer jinxed world...