Encouraging news for Littlehampton fisherman

A river gull hoping for some treatsA river gull hoping for some treats
A river gull hoping for some treats
Sixty or so years ago during my first assembly at Connaught Road Secondary Modern School the music teacher wandered down the lines of the new input as they sang All Things Bright and Beautiful '“ neither one of which was I '“ and as he wandered so he singled out several boys, including me, to stand at the back of the hall.

I thought to be chosen was a bit of an honour only to find out moments later that is was anything but. We were, he claimed, ‘growlers’ and I was the biggest growler of them all having a tin ear and being tone deaf besides and we would be milk monitors for the term.

As it happened it was not all doom and gloom as I had that very day acquired a copy of the newly published Penguin edition of Lady Chatterley’s Lover and we spent many a morning whiling away the groaning distant assembly by searching for, and very disappointingly not finding, the rude bits.

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