I found the slim Fontana half hidden under a scorching Sci Fi shocker -
I remember standing before a class of blazered boys and long limbed girls -
They'd listened, rapt, to the beautiful and ancient story -
It was the last lesson of the day -
I can still smell the perfume of the classroom chalk -
I slipped the book into my pocket -
I walked down the worn corridors with wonder hidden under my jacket -
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Thursday 7 April 2016
The Old School House
East Stoke
Dorset
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