Being A Nuisance In The Tower

A Memory of Kidderminster.

Aged about 12, I remember once creeping up the spiral staircase in the tower and banging on the door of the 6th form common room, just to annoy the prefects, then legging it and being chased by some big ugly mush. About 15 years later, I was back, with my elder brother, registering my dad's death in what had been my classroom in my first year at KC1. They used to seat us alphabetically: Tyler, Walker, Whittingslow: we had the 3 desks right by the windows.