Remember Mr Lockwood very well used to smoke a pipe and grow his own tobacco and lecture us on the evils of smoking. Big excitement when the older girls who slept in the annex were caught smoking and were moved back into the main building in disgrace. One day the gardener dug up an old WW2 live shell near the classrooms that caused a stir. My bedroom looked out at the Happisburgh lighthouse, boys on the top floor girls below, sneaking kisses in the corridors at night. First girlfriend, Christine from Slough, I think. Happy days
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