His Bobby Charlton comb-over was always in a state of disarray by the time he had finished.

I also recall he was very particular about how you bent over. Your feet had to be separated by one carpet tile, hands on knees, knees slightly bent. I guess it was all about stability and making sure he didn’t knock you off your feet.

He exuded an unhealthy delight at the prospect of administering a caning that I found disturbing.

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