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Roll Call

Many moons ago - A boys school in Northern England The Morning Role Call. Names are bellowed with a haughty distain followed by a subdued: 'Here sir.' "Andrews Ashforth Diamond (silence) Donaldson Bartholomew Bloggs Bracegirdle Ingram Higgins Jones" .......etcetera Teacher in an exasperated tone: "Diamond!" - more awkward silence; some tittering from the back row. I was not there I had left for good earlier but not before leaving a dead rat on the Principles chair. I never went back not even to pick up and bury my pet rat.

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