Back to the old school, literally.
One tweet I made on the way to work, more than anything set the tone for this post:
This time 28 years ago, in a taxi to the (now late great) Ewing School, West Didsbury. Day 2 of a 4 day assessment. #happydays
— Stuart Vallantine (@Atlantean7001) April 23, 2014
I was sat on a 330 bound for Bredbury, quite a far cry from passing Levenshulme on the second of the four most important days of my life. Instead of the dulcet tones of James H. Reeve on Piccadilly Radio, my soundtrack was the roar of Enviro400 engine and the odd bit of chatter. Continue reading “Driving Away From Home: My Return to Ewing School (07 November 2013)”