| Report for Sr Davidson | |
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| Approved stories | 2 |
| Summary | Perfectly Exquisite |
Two kids had been caught fighting. Our headmaster made a big dramatic cautionary speech about it the next day, during which he got rather worked up, causing him to offer the following as his peroration: "So anyone who wants to fight in the future, fight me! I know the alley! I've fought in the alleys! I'm an alley cat!" These ludicrous threats was heard out in stunned silence, only to be much analysed and mused in the following days and months.
Arriving late to the changing rooms, Andrew was asked where he'd been. 'Oh', he said, 'I've just been upstairs getting my tracksuit trousers'. Unfortunately, Aaron misheard him, thinking he'd used the phrase 'tracksuit trumps' as a plummy nickname for the good old British PE kit. Cue much 'ohhh, tracksuit trumps' mockery in cod-upper class voices. Quite unfair, and probably quite confusing for Andrew, who may have thought that a dangerous new game of tracksuit trumps was being invented.