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THE COUGHING CLASSROOM,’ explained Florence.

‘Oh, I see,’ said Mr Sublime, looking a little ill as he watched a trickle of snot slide down the back wall, between two particularly dramatically posed pictures of himself with

a frying pan.

Grimaldi was trying not to laugh.

Amelia elbowed Florence in the belly.

‘You can’t call him Mr Slime!’ she whispered.

‘It’s Mr Sublime!’

Grimaldi and Florence smirked.

Recovering himself, the teacher flung

his arms out wide with a flourish. ‘Well,

let’s get started with your first cookery

class like no other! And do you know WHY

it’s like no other?’ Mr Sublime didn’t wait

for anyone to answer. ‘Because it has

been said by many – not myself,

you understand – that I am the BEST cook

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