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Duncan Noel-Paton- gloriously eccentric and often baffled by why the school and society in general tried to stifle him. He said some hideously inappropriate things (“of course, in Cabaret the cabaret girls would always have performed topless [big sigh] but we must make do with costumes”) and instilled in me an absolute fear of being ‘surburban and dull’ long before I really understood what that meant
Ross Stuart- my tutor and a wonderful man. He seemed rather bemused by most of my teenage ramblings but always listened and gave good counsel.
Oliver Marlow- a wonderful English teacher who, I am ashamed to say, I didn’t appreciate at the time and generally acted like a brat in his classes because I was good at English and thought I knew better. I really was an idiot and I’d love to have the chance to apologise.