Letter From The Headmaster Were Changing From A Failing School To A Failing Academy
‘Letter from the headmaster — we’re changing from a failing school to a failing academy.’

‘Letter from the headmaster — we’re changing from a failing school to a failing academy.’
‘It’s a tough time to be millennial.’
‘We’re not racist — but not somewhere where immigrants are landing on the beach, please.’
‘Seventy years of peace, no war? Of course I’m anti-Europe.’
‘It’s not called the biography section any more, sir.’
‘...the butcher (who’s now an estate agent), the baker (now a charity shop), the candlestick-maker (ditto)...’
‘I’m a mermaid, you’re a sailor — of course we’re gender fluid.’
‘He has levels of debt that we can only dream of.’
‘Let’s run away to Gretna Green and go shopping.’
‘Of all the nerve! A quarter to eight and still in her pyjamas.’
‘It’s Easter Bank Holiday Island.’
‘I don’t care what others say — I really like your childlike quality.’
‘It’s a beautiful day — he’s playing in the garden.’