My tutor group is nearing the end of its time at school. We have just had academic tutoring evening – the parents’ evening spent with form tutors rather than subject teachers. Its aim is to hand over the first set of reports, and then to have a final overview of the pupils as they head towards their GCSEs. As I don’t teach any of them English, it’s the last time I will see these parents. I have been in charge of their children for five years – five years of considerable change. I found myself feeling surprisingly sentimental about it – of all the tutor groups I have had, I’m the least attached to this one. It is the only time I have ever dreaded teaching personal, social, health and economic education (PHSE) and the only time I have looked forward to their leaving with equanimity. Except suddenly I wasn’t...
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