Am now at point of interview where it is after dinner ... awaiting the arrival of irate parental units wondering how their fruit of the loins are doing in classes.
Usual confusion over NCEA (no one can excel anywhere), how is little Johnny placed, would the bash help, why is my girl not being a superstar usual type questions.
Usual surprise when homework is actually given, but never done at home (all parents get a free gift of a home work sheet from me)
Kids in tow always end up looking like possums caught in the harsh glare of light.
Right, awaiting 8.30pm to roll around. Mmmmm internet ... mmm KB ...
Oh yeah, its always the parents you don't need to see!
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