Ed Balls, in his infinite fucking wisdom, has decided that Latin is a useless subject in schools. Like Boris Johnson, I am outraged, not least because this is my livelihood at stake.
The joy and value of Latin being taught in schools and the defence of it being of course entirely separate from this Libertarian’s sustenance being drawn from teaching Latin in schools.
Even Homer nods and all that.
* That should perhaps be Bellae, Bellum, Bellam, dunno….for my Latin education was cut cruelly short. On arrival at prep school I was greeted with the Cambridge Latin Course. The first parts of which were set around the Bay of Naples, whence I had just come to attend said prep school. The second part is when the family moves to Bath, my new home town after Naples. I really never did quite work out why all these people were talking about home in this funny language. My solution was to take the Latin exam at the end of my first year at senior school while woozy on the cider traditionally offered to the scorer of the Masters/Pupils cricket match (although it could have been the Old Boys match, the First XI or Eton/Harrow for all I can recall. Cricket being about the only thing worse than Latin.) and thus for proven incompetence I was allowed off to do something interesting, like Italian.