The years have gone by
and apart from an odd burst of indignation here and there I can forgive SWSNBN.
I can see her in my mind's eye so vividly - stout, angry, vitriolic, rude... but she must have been such a lonely woman. Another memory - it's just come back to me. We were going on a crocodile walk superintended by SWSNBN, who seemed in her usual bitter-and-twisted fault-finding mode. I was walking with Elizabeth Scott from 8's, and we were chatting about the colours we liked - different shades of pink in particular. Elizabeth was trying to describe her favourite. "Shocking pink!" she said. "I love it!"
SWSNBN stomped up behind us, and heard the comment.
Elizabeth turned round and said, rather bravely "Shocking pink - do you like the colour, Miss Richards? It's a pink with some blue in it..."
SWSNBN considered this, and to our great amazement, her face lit up totally with a wide reminiscent smile. Just for that moment she looked totally transformed.
"Oh
yes, Elizabeth" she said. "I know
just the pink you mean
".
Then she rearranged her face into its usual grim expression, and walked on ahead.
It was as if she'd actually had a happy memory. Extraordinary.
I wish I had some good memories of Wendy Lee and Co., DR, Miss Taverner; all of whom bring on fury and resentment even now when mentioned on the Forum -
even now. What am I like?
Miss Jukes was dreadful to me - but then, I must have seemed the most unlikely 'A' level student of Home Economics and a terrible nightmare for her to teach in a specialised subject. Personality clash time!
Always remembering Miss Morrison with loving affection.
"Baldrick, you wouldn't recognise a cunning plan if it painted itself purple, and danced naked on top of a harpsichord singing "Cunning plans are here again.""