Had a meeting with Pepe the Head Teacher.......who I get on very well with.
I thanked him for all he and his staff had done for our grandson, and apologised for any situations that the Munter had caused.
Soon as I mentioned her, his face changed from relaxed and smiling to a very serious look. The Spanish always give their feelings away in their face.
Unfortunately so does the Munter......and her facial expression is always angry and glaring. I don't think I've ever seen the fat cunt smile.
I explained what her endgame is in terms of dragging them back into the Slavic ghetto if Jake doesn't get a place in this new school......and I've asked him to do whatever he can to help the application.
And he will. Because if the Spanish like you they'll do anything for you. If they don't, then you may as well book a flight out of here because it won't end well.
So.....just got to wait for Madrid to review the application. If we get the green light from them then Fatty will really lose her shit cos she'll know that I'm the one that's blocked her exit route!