HOME WORK
When you think about it, school was pretty great. No bills to pay, no frustrating traffic jams on your daily commute, you didn’t even have to make your own dinner. In fact the only thing you had to worry about was remembering your PE kit (if you didn’t want to endure the indignity of playing football in your vest and pants) and getting caught having a crafty ciggy around the back of the bike sheds. There was of course one other area that filled you with dread —homework. You’d just been learning your cerebellum off for the last six hours, the last thing you wanted to do when you got home was yet
