You don’t know what you got till it’s …come back. Learning to appreciate the here and now.

Sometimes, it takes losing something to really value what you have. Take Jonah’s head teacher, Melissa, who published her leaving letter just moments after I wrote her a note complaining about homework for infants. Calm, quirky in a good way, unobtrusive authority without a cult of personality marked her leadership. Now on sick leave, the…

Sorry, but I’ve got better things to do than my daughter’s homework. And so does she

I rather goofed up today. I received a letter home from school: the usual gubbins about projects and topics and PE kits. But just as I was glazing over, I was caught by a line about a review of the school’s homework policy, which rather struck the fear of bejeebus into me. We’ve been really…