At school, we stack tables and chairs: these are all getting ready for the Trojan Family Weekend (for which, I gather, every parent has to pay $100 ... and they are emphatically not serving fancy food, although it looks as though cardinal and gold scarves were being dispensed and hung round lucky parental necks). I think the main aim is that we win tomorrow's football game; that they think their offspring are having a wonderful time; and they give us some money. I asked my class this afternoon how many had parents actually coming, and lots did. I told them they should have brought them to class ... then they could have learned about all the controversial stuff we teach in universities ... "so ... what is happening with the sky in this painting? ..."
At home, and even more neatly, we stack cats.
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