On the Naughty Steps
All eyes are on the mustachioed martinet in the centre, with his shock troop of what used to be known as schoolmasters, ready to do battle with insolence, insubordination and ignorance. His cane is gripped at a 45 degree angle but behind his death stare lurks a peevish resentment, typical of someone persistently passed over for promotion. A minority of the staff, mainly the younger ones, are clean shaven but all observe the dress code that ensures uniformity, despite the variety of jacket stylings and neck wear.
On the Naughty Steps
All eyes are on the mustachioed martinet in the centre, with his shock troop of what used to be known as schoolmasters, ready to do battle with insolence, insubordination and ignorance. His cane is gripped at a 45 degree angle but behind his death stare lurks a peevish resentment, typical of someone persistently passed over for promotion. A minority of the staff, mainly the younger ones, are clean shaven but all observe the dress code that ensures uniformity, despite the variety of jacket stylings and neck wear.