Right now I am itching to take pics, but I cannot. The Prime Minister of the country has just been introduced to me, typical I am writing my blog when he arrives, he was due an hour ago when the year 1 were doing some beautiful English and I prayed he would walk in, but no, he and his entourage, (quite low key, one photographer and one man in a big hat and a uniform) wait till I am blogging to get here. He is with the regional leader I met before and he asked how it was going and I wanted to say, do you know how much more rubbish there is on the road as I walk here and do you know that these children are fantastic they are learning three languages but they are exposed to dangerous asbestos every day of their life, but for now I just said it is fine. All fine, but hopefully one day I will find a way to bring up these important issues with some of the important people who could solve the problem.
Today's events have made me realise how few Prime Ministers I have met in my life, or even seen. I covered Maggie's patch when I was a journalist, but tended to send the other staff out to cover stories with her, I preferred to take the opportunity to have a story about Tony Benn, I have seen all the royals, a couple of people I know have been M.P's, and working for charities one met all the local MP's, but Prime Ministers have not loomed large in my life before. I do not think that this will one will loom large either, because although two of the girls seemed surprised by the officials at school today, I could not actually decide if they knew who he was. In fact checking the pictures online I am now not sure if that was who it was either, I will try and double check with my boss on Monday, but she said before he arrived that it was the PM.
Instead of the PM, pics of what I thought was the day's news until my head gave me the VIP news: the sugar beet harvest, two boys on horseback and our local traffic jam.
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