We had an invitation to the Ministry of Education; easy to get to – very good public transport. Very friendly, we were assigned to two schools in the city. We had a thirty-minute chat with the minister:
It’s a good idea, a subjective approach, could be more informative than all those tests with three children and five fifths of two pizzas.
We bought day bus tickets and cruised around town for the rest of the day and found the two schools. Nice city, we would check-out the two schools on the morrow.
“Six‑Oh‑Ate, pick him up, carry him to the river and throw him in. And a chilli con carne for two at eight, please.”