Duly Mr Burguess, who by the way always had rosey cheeks, due to his alcohol consumption which eventually finished him off, came out, read us all the riot act and told us to report to him at three thirty.
So my dream starts in Miss Sibet’s class where I have to stay behind for a while after class which means I am going to be late for my appointment with Mr Beefy Burguess.
Eventually, I ended up in his office and he had a group of pupils there.

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