“The cloakroom”….I can see it now, clear as a bell. Lunch boxes on the floor, coats hung up on the brass hooks, wet boots, indoor shoes.

You took me right back a few decades with this story. I can remember all of my teachers names, and yes, I also had a witchy teacher. Her name…”Miss Brick”. The name suited her to a tee.

Thanks for the read, Burton.