I have been away from home again towards the end of this week, at Brayton College in Selby. Actually, I was booked to visit a couple of years ago, but we had to cancel as there were massive floods everywhere: Sheffield had helicopters pulling people off the tops of flooded buildings!
I really enjoyed spending the day with older children for a change. I was working with 12 & 15 years olds. The actual projects I did were not hugely different to normal, just pitched a little differently.
It was lovely to see small knots of kids hang around between sessions, keen to ask questions and to get a closer look at my sketchbook. As usual, I'd shown them the train pics I'd done on the way there, which almost always gets them interested.
I started the day with a PowerPoint talk, then did a series of illustration workshops. Unfortunately I've caught a cold somewhere along the line (occupational hazard - ask any teacher) and my voice got smaller and smaller, then deeper and deeper as the day went on. By the last session I was just a croak, and by the time I got home, I had lost my voice entirely!
Last time this happened, I ended up completely silent for over a week and had to cancel some visits. I spent last night frantically gargling with TCP, but this morning the doctor has said it's acute laryngitis, and there's nothing to be done, I just have to wait.