You know why I love spring? Because I can take time off while my students are on holidays. It means no commuting. It does mean digging up shrubbery while it's hailing outside, but never mind.
Train Buddy, however, has not been so lucky. I was hoping that for his sake, the train strikes after Easter would go ahead so he could stay home. Unfortunately, the strikes were legally challenged and the poor guy had one heck of a mess yesterday. I was just ankle deep in chicken poo. I much prefer the poo.