Back to School. I used to hate those words when I was actually at school – both as a pupil and later as a teacher. It signified the end of the summer holidays and the beginning of classes, homework and as a teacher, huge piles of marking.
When I was at sixth form college and university I loved this time of year. After a summer full of crap jobs it was a relief to be getting back to friends, daytime television and afternoon tutorials talking about books. And of course you could go to WHSmiths and buy lots of brand spanking new stationery to start the term with.
Even now I look forward to September. I’m not a summer person. I hate the heat and humidity, preferring brisk dark mornings and the house all lit with lamps as the nights draw in. And of course Christmas is just around the corner and the markets will be returning to Albert Square and St Ann’s Square. And this December we’re off to Frankfurt for the weekend to see the German Christmas Markets.
I don’t even mind it when the students return to Manchester. So what if they clog up the buses? They give the city a buzz – it always seems a bit forlorn when they go home for the summer vacation.
So roll on autumn.
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Hear hear. I’m a big fan of winter too, although perhaps more in principle than in practice. I love the feeling of cold air when I step out the door, and the comforting presence of a big fluffy coat to go with it. But now I’m cycling more I kind of resent getting all wet on dark nights, not being able to see out of my glasses and therefore worrying about getting knocked off!