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I am in school until eternity today. I am teaching a class of teachers who want to improve their English at 3-4.30. One of the teachers is going home to bring me his son's suit for the leavers' ball tomorrow night. His son is eleven. How humiliating. Less humiliating, however, than trying on the Italian teacher's clearly female jacket to the whole stafroom's judgement of size. The whole palaver is seeming to be more trouble than it's worth. I don't understand why i dont just go without the jacket. They know im the foreigner, the English assistant, obvs I didn't bring my bright silver dinner suit to Austria.