Our teacher gushed over how nice our new bedroom is and how lucky we were.
Neither of us dares offer our honest opinion.
In the bathroom, Mum scrubbed me whilst Mrs Brown scrubbed Peter,
and once out of the bath, mum gave us a fluffy pad each so we could apply our own talcum powder…
Then we trotted back to our bedroom.
Mum and Mrs Brown followed.
“You don’t have to watch us get ready for bed,” I said as they loitered.
“Oh, but we do Paul,” Mum replied.
“Come on, everything should be under your pillows.”
“Do I have to wear this?” Peter sulked.
“Of course you do.” Mum replied.
“All petticoated boys wear nappies for bed.” Mrs Brown added.
“And some of them wear them for school too…
if they’re very naughty.”
