The following Thursday morning we were all to go on a walk through the woods and up into the hills nearby, but at breakfast disaster struck, or so I thought at the time. Miss Watson was hurrying past, and Ian nudged me and said, “Alex, look, look, you can almost see through her blouse”. Unfortunately I was drinking my orange juice at the time and proceeded to spill most of it on my trousers; I was pretty wet and sticky. Not only that, but I had missed the anticipated view of her bra!
Mrs McTaggart came over and took my arm saying “Come with me Alex, let’s get you cleaned up, we haven’t got long before we have to go.”
“But Miss,” I said “I have no clean underpants”.” Never mind” she replied “I’ll find you something, we can’t have you going out like that.”
