‘K’ my daughter texted me Just the other day. K?! What does that even mean? What’s she trying to say?
Fiery comet. New creation.
How else can children learn to fly unless they’re free to touch the sky?
Two thousand years on, the lesson’s the same: Shine light in the darkness. Highlight their shame.
The Government had a hankering An urge to measure schools. “It’s too complex”, the teachers said, “There simply aren’t the tools.” Then, In a gloomy basement, One dark and dismal day A dull and dreary grey man Found A way to measure grey. MPs were delighted! At last, they’d got the thing To measure all [...]