Ageism may be the last great prejudice our society deigns to address, if indeed it ever gets around to it.
This occurred to me as I sat in a classroom of computers at night school desperately struggling to put together a Powerpoint presentation on the Human Rights Act.
I have enrolled on an entry level teacher training course because I want to run creative writing classes. Every Thursday evening I arrive at Guildford College in my battered old Volvo full of horse feed and bits of straw just as the shiny young students of Surrey are leaving for the day.
