The UK education system will forever be up for criticism. This is a given for every generation ‘X’. Every parent to generation ‘X’. Every political party in the firing-line at any given moment.
I always find it comforting therefore, to hear young adults discussing their school day with conviction, and an obvious yearning to find out more.
As a group of student types boarded the bus; wearing mandatory casual-scruff meets Made in Chelsea attire, thick-rimmed glasses and talking slightly louder than socially necessary, I couldn’t help but take an interest in their topic of conversation.
“I’ve completely failed that Physics module,” young fashionista.
“But your Dad’s a scientist,” not all there in skinny jeans.
“What’s that supposed to mean, I’m a baby Einstein?” young fashionista.
The group sat in front and to the left of me so I was in prime ear-shot (as was the rest of the bus) for a post-work tutorial.
“Humanities is proving tougher than I thought. Although our teacher did tell us how to assassinate someone without getting caught,” text book carrier.
“What? That’s crazy!” not all there skinny jeans (looking decidedly more ‘with it’.)
“Yeah, it’s pretty simple really. Perhaps one day I’ll teach you,” text book carrier, smiling as if she’s lost a £20 note and found a £50.
“Wow, fingers crossed that question comes up in your exam. You twat,” young fashionista.
And with that, the topic turned from education to Celebrity Big Brother – naturally.