Posts tagged ‘Little Sniffy CofE Primary School’

July 9, 2012

On your marks

by 3arn0wl

Mrs. M.P. Robinson demonstrated her supreme command of the whistle again earlier today @ the Little Sniffy CofE Primary School’s Sports Day.  School Secretary,  Gloria Moore née Devine relegated,  as usual,  to the position of impartial scorer.

A handsome crowd came in their finest to offer support and vocal encouragement to their little darlings, except for Rosie Barrieclough, who arrived wearing an extra-large T-shirt and leggings – thereby bagging first prize in the Sack Race.

Rather unfairly, in many observer’s eyes, Noah Wan entered his limb-deficient whippet for the 3 Legged Race, but justice was seen to be done as Thunder espied a rabbit,  and chased that instead.  In the end, Ella Miller and the vicar came first.  Together.

The Egg & Spoon Race was, as usual, owned by Cook Cakes, who can whip up a custard faster than anyone.

And everyone participated in the backward running race, .ɘƨɿɘvɘɿ ni ǫniʜƚ ɘloʜw ɘʜƚ nɒɿ-ɘɿ bnɒ

July 2, 2012

On Balance

by 3arn0wl

The scholars at the Little Sniffy CofE Primary School are studying averages.   They’ve worked out that June is the median month,  that today is the median day of the year,  and most excitingly of all,  that the most important moment in this portentous day is in a few minutes:  lunch time!

Meanwhile @ Poppleton High Murray Merryweather seized the moment to pivot to balancing loads.  Taking his classes outside,  he got the Year 8s on seesaws,  measuring where they had to sit on the pivot to balance.  Some saw it as an end of year doss lesson, but Oli and Justin enjoyed it.

Today’s a turning point for lorry driver Ray Burns too.  No more seemingly impossible reversing maneuvers with the tanker,  he’s been head-hunted to join a think tank.

And the twins?  Well Janus-like: Rose continues to look back at her ancestry,  whilst Evan looks forward to the new season with the Chorley Wanderers:  he’s joined their youth squad.

June 8, 2012


by 3arn0wl

Perhaps it was the imploring of the gorilla’s sweet peas forming the words “Pick us! Pick us!”

Maybe it was the delights of Angela Anyould’s garden.

Could it’ve been Mrs. M.P. Robinson’s stirling work with the Little Sniffy CofE Primary School’s vegetable patch?

Or Tim Panini’s efforts with hanging baskets and tubsthe Flying Pig?

Whatever the reason, Little Sniffy is looking particularly pretty, and definitely deserves the accolade of Best Kept Village.

June 1, 2012

Ne’er cast a clout till May be out

by 3arn0wl

Rose Wood had become enthralled by Mrs. M.P. Robinson’s latest project at the Little Sniffy CofE Primary School.

Up in the attic she’d found King James’ bible, and having blown the dust off it, she opened it up to discover a world of Elders, going back generations. And against each of their names,  they’d given their trade:  coppiceman, carpenter, thatcher…

She sat on the grass beside the mayblossom for hours and was transported into their worlds.

Evan rolled his eyes and observed that she was away with the fairies again.  All this talk of ancestors made his brain hurt…

…Perhaps he’s got a ….. …….!

May 28, 2012

Making the little things count

by 3arn0wl

Mrs. M.P. Robinson had the pupils out on the playing field at the Little Sniffy CofE Primary School this morning.

It was an odd sort of sport though!  Each of them was provided with a ½ m2  picture frame, which they placed on the ground and counted each of the blades of grass in the picture.  From that they worked out how many blades of grass there were on the playing field.

In the afternoon they went on to prove their estimation to be correct regarding how many Mrs. M.P. Robinsons they could stuff into the caretaker’s cupboard! :/

May 18, 2012


by 3arn0wl

It’s all grow at the Little Sniffy CofE Primary School.

In the morning they SAT tests.

At break they had a bake sale for Children in Need …………

And in the afternoon they helped Angela Anyould in the school garden – harvesting asparagus and new potatoes, and sowing seeds: beans and broccoli, carrots and cauliflower, and lots of rhubarb.

It’s a good job it’s home clothes day though,  because it’s very muddy out there.

April 23, 2012

“Once more into them breeches, dear friends, once more”

by 3arn0wl

Evan Wood didn’t like the costume very much, and wasn’t entirely convinced it was historically accurate, but Mrs. M.P. Robinson had insisted.

He didn’t like the fact that he had to snog that new French girl, Katherine, at the end either. Yeah so she was only the prettiest girl in school, and Harry was dead jealous cus he fancies her. But kissing a girl?  YUK!!  And in front of an audience!  The sheer embarrassment of it.

In fact, the only reason he’d agreed to do it was cus there was lots of fighting in it. And the English were going to beat the French even if they were the underdogs.  Oh and yeah, the bloke he was playing was kinda cool.

So “FOR HARRY, ENGLAND” on St. George’s Day.  Basically!