Dressed in my crisp new uniform ;grey shorts ,black socks,white shirt and school tie,shoes polished to perfection,I find myself inexplicably called to account myself before the headmaster....He warns me that my behaviour last year was intolerable , my imperinence beyond endurance,in fact the only reason he had allowed me to return to the school was "an understanding" reached with my mentors that I should be subject to the strictest regime of discipline.I was then presented with a list of regulations,rules that I would be expected to follow to the letter ;infractions meant immediate punishments and the constant threat of expulsion would ever hang over me.The implicit warning was that I should not again gain entry to so prestigous an establishment and must be grateful for the priviledge.So having had his say he had me lean over the bookcase by the window and swished me a dozen cracks across the backside with a light rattan before ushering me off,slightly tearful,vowing to try my hardest this term.