After my sound slippering from Mum that night, you may well imagine that the next morning I woke with my stomach rumbling in dreaded anticipation of what was still to come. Nevertheless, as instructed, as soon as I got to school I changed into my games kit (with no underpants beneath, naturally) and made my way to Mrs Taylor’s office.
After knocking and being bidden to enter, I saw Mrs Taylor sitting at her desk – it was completely clear apart from a large, black plimsoll.