As a school teacher I enjoy the holidays I have, but those holidays are time in lieu. Often I do plenty of work on weekends to keep up with the fast pace of teaching seniors. On hearing the forecast for the weekend, particularly Sunday, was going to be "bloody fantastic", I stayed up late on Friday night to mark 100 assessments. Bleary eyed I got through them. I then ducked off to school to do some work early Saturday morning and collected another load of marking. I worked late into Saturday night, but I did not have the stamina to finish the task off. I wake early, to make a good start on the marking. I get to the final three reports. Now usually a teacher will look at an assessment task and be reluctant to give it full marks for whatever pedantic reason. We comment to help the student or in some cases we comment to keep them off our back for losing that one mark. So, I'm down to final three reports, they stand in the way of me and the bike and the twisty roads on this fine glorious Sunday! I read them and they are good, not perfect, but very good. Maybe they are 18-19 out of 20, but then I'll have to write on them to say why they are 19 and not 20? That will take up time. "20/20. Well done, Johnny!". Now off to ride those twistie roads. For those students, they can thank the euphoria of a good motorcycle ride on a perfect Sunday for their top marks! Now who said motorcycling was not beneficial to people's education?