Miss Bubbers

A Memory of Romford.

I recall Miss Bubbers, in fact I wrote a poem about her in recent years, recalling the way she strode through the corridors with her gown flowing behind her, and her beady eyes ready to spot anything wrong or out of the ordinary. I also recall Miss Garthwaite the history teacher,who was as dry as dust, although she made some sort of joke when I went into a laughing fit in class,and apologised by saying that I had hysterics. She suggested that I should get 'historics' instead. Ha ha!! (By the way my maiden name was Moore.)