Not long now until all sins will be revealed and punishments applied to the pupils of Thrashwells. I can see them now, the stern faces of teachers just itching to put an innocent (well, not quite so innocent) pupil over their knee for a sound spanking. Legs kicking and howls of protest being ignored, they will go about their tasks with great gusto. Just as well then that I will not be among them, for you see before you, a much changed boy. Gone are the days when trouble was my middle name, gone are those cheeky remarks that used to get this poor soul into much trouble and even more stripes across his posterior.
Yes dear readers, I go to Thrashwells to actually LEARN something. Be it moths (I'm not sure of which country of origin yet) or P.E. (which by the way stands for pub excursion I believe). But the seat of learning will be my home for a day and much excitement will ensue as the day gets ever closer.
The headmaster I'm sure, will have very little to do throughout the school day and so I look forward to making his acquaintance once again where we can discuss many subjects of interest.
It will be so much easier to relax into the school day, as I will this time, know at least some of the other pupils.
I just hope the bus driver can remember the way this time.
Gary....oh so angelic ntboy.