A month of not much

The adventures of Ms Lately and her friend Miss Wastingtime-Smythe
Part 1


The stifled hush in the classroom came dangerously close to being ruined.

The students were completing a SAC, carefully crafting their persuasive piece on the sizzling topic of 'arsonists and how best to deal with them.' They know that a single whispered word, a scuffle whilst sharing a rubber, a comical cough, could all result in an instant fail, or at the very least an embarrassing 'shhhh' and 'a look.'

All Ms Zealous' careful work in taming these 23 fifteen year olds to work under exam conditions was almost undone, when this arrived in her inbox:








"Surely not," Ms Zealous thought to herself wildly.
"All that time adding up the set-lists has really paid off? Really?"

But a quick log in to her bank account and there it was, black on calming blue:







Official recognition as a songwriter, with real, tangible intellectual property.


But best of all,



Free money!