A brilliantly funny rallying cry for anyone who has ever had that sinking Sunday night moment... That Sunday feeling... The weekend's over, there's nothing on TV except for the Antiques Roadshow. The only thing you can do is face the fact that the working week is just around the corner. And for Matt Bletch, the working week is not a prospect to be relished. He's moved to middle of nowhere and taken a job at the only school that would have him. Surrounded by social misfits, clowns and psychopaths (and that's just his fellow teachers) he's left his girlfriend, social life and sanity back in London in the hope of earning some cash and maybe even finishing off his novel in the school holidays. Unfortunately, no one told Matt that a year spent in the dead-end town of Buxdon is unlikely to get the creative juices flowing. Walking through town before the first week of term, everything is grey, damp and smells slightly dubious. Will he ever tempt his girlfriend down to stay? Will the kids lynch him? And will Matt survive a year in the place where every day is like Sunday?I suspect Margery isna#39;t rushing out to buy a new hat just yet, anyway. Unfortunately the antihistamines Ia#39;d taken combined ... I baulked at a#39;thirdsa#39;, though . Baulk? I almost boked. Which Ia#39;ll make a note of as a title for my future autobiography.
|Title||:||Every Day Is Like Sunday|
|Publisher||:||Hachette UK - 2010-12-30|