I'm feeling pleased with myself. I have recruited a new governor. She's already a governor at another school (which will close in another year, when we'll take on half its pupils) and I have been hoping to get her then, but I had half a chance and took it, and wrote to ask. And she's accepted. She is brilliant and will fit in perfectly. I also, yesterday, wrote inviting another person to join us, and that he hasn't replied yet doesn't put me off, it's fine to take a few days to think about it. He will also be ideal - I hardly know him myself, but he's experienced as a governor, is a parent at the school and supportive, and the Head knows and gets on with him.
I set a lot of store by having a full governing body, with people whom I trust to get on with things. When I left my last chairmanship I had got bums on all the seats, and I found someone to replace me when I left. With my more boring eye on legality, I'm always the first to count up to make sure we're quorate, and there are a lot of jobs to do and, the more people we have, the fewer there are for each of us. I used to have three subject areas to monitor as well as being SEN governor and now I have one, music, which I do not want to relinquish anyway.
Oh, there was a chaffinch on the windowsill, peering in the window. Lovely!
This afternoon, I heard a sound in the passageway, and knew who it was. Black Granny. She came in and waited while I fetched a slice of bread for her, which she pecked at on the carpet before pottering out again. It's more like the Beverley Hillbillies around here every day. The Sage and I had a conversation this afternoon where we agreed that, sooner or later, we would both move upstairs and leave the downstairs to the bantams. They obviously would like to move in.