The First of July

And we are slowly baking in the heat over here. Lord, the humidity. A kind of general stupor has settled upon us, and even 'lethargic' is too active a word to describe our day to day existence.

So empathize please, with me and my students, as I try to teach and they try to learn a foreign language in these conditions.

And there is still a month to go until the summer holidays begin.

The author with his cursed chest hair. Damn you, hairy Gaynor DNA!! Where are you when my hairline needs you?!