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Took my usual place next to Rosie and Jas. Our revered headmistress “Slim” Simpson (so called because she weighs about a ton) lumbered on to the stage. I whispered to Rosie, “Crikey, she has got chins on her chins.”

Slim bored us half to death by telling us what fabulous treats were ahead of us this term. Exams (yippee!); the challenge of modern languages and physics with Herr Kamyer (superdooper!!!); a school trip to the escarpments of the Lake District (oh marvy!!!)…

As she said each thing Rosie and I were clapping our hands together in delight until Hawkeye gave us the evil eye. Good grief.