The row over LGBT history celebrations in schools continues to do the rounds this week.

This is the story about angry parents who removed their children from school during a week of lessons on the subject, causing all manner of furore from various corners. Religious groups, right-wing political groups, and every nosy parker under the sun, it seems, have been clamouring to make their voices heard.

I've seen the story mentioned in news publications all over the place - the BBC have had it, the Mail, the Telegraph and the Times have had it, and I've even seen it mentioned on a website in Pittsburgh, USA. It's got the bloggers' hands (now including mine) furiously scrabbling away at the keyboard to have their two penneth on the matter - and the mercenary in me is kicking itself for not selling it.

What's more, there's a follow-up on it this week and I can't help but feel it's possibly gone just a teensy bit too far. You might argue that the media had their part to play in that, but that's by the by. The issue of sexuality is, of course, still contentious, especially with regard to how it's approached in schools, but one would have thought, in this day and age, that it shouldn't have caused so much outrage.

It's been a week of contentious issues, on top of the usual. The row over control of the Waltham Forest Islamic Association seems to grow ever more complicated by the day and it doesn't look like it will be resolved in the near future. The problem, as near as I can work out from my limited experience, seems to be that neither side can manage to sit down with the other and agree on a way forward. There has been mediation aplenty apparently but whenever one side thinks it's going well, the other side doesn't and vice versa.

There's also a bit of a hoorah about Controlled Parking Zones in Walthamstow - some people want 'em, some people don't - and there's been consultation (council and also DIY) left, right and centre.

This is another situation in which one side of the fence will be pleased and the other, inevitably, won't. The discussion with parties involved has all been tremendously reasonable and measured in an oh-so-British fashion but one side or the other is going to have to compromise - hence hoorah.

Mind you, dear blogfans, I don't begrudge a bit of hoorah in the slightest. It makes for plenty of follow-up stories and it keeps us in business.

Finally, as has become my wont, I will (try to) leave you with something funny to take away with you. The following question was posed to the newsroom on Friday of last week:

Religious affiliation aside and without intending offence - what kind of car would Jesus drive?

The leading contenders were an eco-friendly Prius or a big family Volvo. Such is the calibre of mental capacity at the WFG...