you had to bend over not to touch your toes, but to place the palms of your hands flat on this little
table,
look at our lady he would instruct you, he meant a statuette by the way we weren't a catholic school,
we didn't know who 'our lady' was. of course Belinda the school swot knew chapter and verse,
short, skinny, sallow complexion, jet black hair which she normally wore in long pigtails,
if you asked her the time she would tell you how to build a watch. tho as unglamorous as she was this
plain Jane had caught herself a boyfriend,
as I was saying you had to bend and place the palms of your hands flat on the top of the table,
nine times out of ten you got a lecture a telling off of varying severity,
oh hello old man did you see the cricket score? as the only two male teachers working at the all girl
grammar school, they had a convivial relationship a shared interest in rugger, cricket and real ale,
what's your next lesson oh I'm free I've got disciplinary duties, anything interesting? well I've got
Chantelle Withers, oh yes the little plump gal with the short skirts, well you certainly cant miss her
backside, indeed a few well placed whacks should have her jumping, and there's a upper sixth girl,
the headmistress wants her taught a real lesson, the cane? oh I don't know perhaps an over the knee
spanking, bring her down a peg or two you know how hoity- toity these senior girls are,
