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Pinch, Punch, First of the Month

I can’t remember when I was first introduced to this curious little ritual. It must have been when I was about six and actually knew what day, date and month it was, but I don’t remember when someone first decided … Continue reading

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A Limp End to the School Day

Believe it or not, from the age of about 6 I used to walk home from school by myself. Nowadays the child care gestapo who haunt every county hall would probably have whisked me into care as soon as my … Continue reading

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How Wrong Can You Be?

Scotland in the 1970s wasn’t exactly the height of racial integration, and this was certainly mirrored at my school. In those days it laboured under the moniker of ‘The Dundee Demonstration School’, although I was never clear what it was … Continue reading

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The Legend of the Purple Hand

Writing about school dinners in Scotland reminded me, for the first time in ages, of another story from that brief part of my childhood that was spent in Scotland. My school had a curious geography. The playground and main school … Continue reading

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School Dinners, Part One

I don’t think that you can say much about your past life without at least mentioning in passing the evil of school dinners. Or, at least, the percieved evil, because being the glutton that I am, I tended to like … Continue reading

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