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Today all the unaccompanied asylum seeking kids at my school - most of whom I teach or help out in lessons - had a party with mince pies and FATHER CHRISTMAS. They were all trying very hard to be Cool and Grown Up, but dude, the grinning.

I'm still beaming myself, actually, and there are loads of photos of me looking awkward but delighted as my students squish me mercilessly.

Good day.

And now I have to go make myself presentable for the staff shindig tonight, too. I'm really starting to worry about when I'm going to get any laundry done before I go to Wales-London-Southampton...