I don't love playground duty, but there are some amusing aspects to it. I particularly enjoy saying good morning to the children. This morning one child observed that I was wearing my cycling gloves. Another said "nice gloves," in a vaguely sarcastic way, stroked them and gave me a thumbs up.
I then stood in the playground for a long time and watched the children play and felt a bit lonely. The child who sang "God Save The Queen" yesterday is wearing birthday badges. They congratulate his sixth birthday. He is 11 today.
I overheard a child in year 4 saying that he would sacrifice himself for a chicken nugget.