School
A Memory of Ludgershall.
I hated that school; remember the 'Black Crow?' We were all stood there in our sick mustard colour, she would sweep down in the all black gown, together with the bloody hat on her head. Bye the way; my mum was the school cook, as a result was booted out. Oh well, s..t happens, take care,love Diane, ignore tag.
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