Mike Baker (education correspondent for the BBC) wrote this:

“Apparently, one in three head teachers reported that over work often left them “too tired for sex”.

If we go any further down that road there is a danger that government will impose targets for improving the sexual attainment of head teachers, bringing demands for a whole new category of school performance tables. Perish the thought.”

I’m not so concerned about kids’ diets in city schools, faith school rolls or lecturers’ pay – which doesn’t mean that they are not important. Just that it’s someone else’s job to be concerned about them. I’m glad that someone worries about these things in the same way that I am glad that there are traffic patrols and parking wardens. ‘Go and bother someone else‘ sort of glad.

Which brings me to head teachers. And sex. And at this point I think it might be relevant to point out that eleven years of experience teaching sex education and researching the subject for an MA proved this inescapable conclusion to me: people always over exaggerate how much they are getting. So when one in three HTs say they aren’t getting enough, it means that the other two aren’t missing it.

And it couldn’t happen to more deserving people. (Not that I’m bitter.)

The thing is, you only get to be a HT these days one way. And that is by arselicking. You climb the greasy pole in education by enthusiastically seizing every new government initiative, making it your own, and doing all the hard work so that someone else’s stupid idea really works. Executive authority is never, ever given to teachers who ask questions, evaluate whether something is really worth doing, and dump the crap.

Only by being a brainless toady can you get the Big Cheese’s seat. If the price? for that is the end of your sex life and 4 hours sleep a night, then take the six-figure salary and pay the price.

Just don’t expect sympathy from me.