The crows are gathered in the Tyburn tree outside the general office so it must be the end of term, writes Trevor Diogenes.
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Lowbottom High diaries: The Seven Week Itch
If at term’s beginning one’s teaching allotment had all the alarming possibilities of a first date, we are now well into that period of a relationship where familiarity breeds contempt, writes Trevor Diogenes.
Lowbottom High diaries: The enigma of Space
Space is big. Really big. Unless we are speaking of that galactic anomaly the government teacher’s staffroom, writes Trevor Diogenes.
