FRONT-LINE GRIPES

Ha ha ha - I must have been daydreaming! Of course the government isn't going to fund a huge amount of public housing. For a moment it was like being in a socialist utopia (literally, no place.) They are only going to allow them to be built. Buyers-to-profiteer must be rubbing their hands with glee.

My tired brain got the wrong message on my 13-hour Wednesday. Arrive 8am; teach 9-12.15; teach 1-3; observe training course 5-6; observe teaching practice 6.45-9.15. Get home (to my single room) 9.30. Too tired to even catch the whole of Newsnight; crashed totally out before 11pm.

Every year, the work I and my colleagues do bring £1000s from abroad into our college; this goes ultimately towards supporting front line education, as well as - this goes without saying - a generous tier of management and administration.

I am an experienced front-line worker, yet to afford the meanest one-room studio above some noisy newsagent's in this London suburb, I'd have to multiply my salary by five.