The Adventures of Dysfunctional Dan

I do believe it is time for my pretty-much monthly mish-mash of thoughts about things. Now that’s a sentence that is difficult to say out loud! I’m now in the early stages of my summer holiday. It feels a bit odd still having the same 6-week period to relax in at 23 as I did when I was 6. That’s the oddity of working in a school. In fact because I went straight from school to university and then straight onto working in a school I’ve only ever known that life where I have a long summer holiday. It’s pretty hard to imagine working through the summer. I suspect must people would be thrilled to begin six weeks of not having to work. I am less so. It’s not because I love my job so much. I’m obviously pleased that I don’t have to work, it’s just that six weeks is a lot of time to fill. I will be doing a few shifts of my summer job but not many because I desperately need a break from working. But beyond that I have literally nothing to fill my time with. It’s Day 5 as I write this and a...

So this is a completely 100% original idea for a post which was not at all inspired by posts from  Samantha ,  Tim  and  Tabitha . I thought if an idea is good enough for such excellent and entertaining bloggers then little old me could certainly have a go at it. I have really had to avoid a discussion on the time travelling logistics of this feature. I did wonder if I was allowed to say things that would dramatically change my life because if the younger me did actually read the letter and dramatically changed my life than the current me would not have to have given the advice, thus creating a paradox. If that makes sense. And surely if my advice in one letter works, the content of a later letter would not be valid. Basically, it’s all a bit timey-wimey so I’m just going to ignore that worry and get the hell on with it. To Dan, Aged 5 Don’t swing back on that chair whilst you are eating Christmas dinner. Mummy and Daddy will be sad when you fall through ...