Back in the Jug Agane (Molesworth)
i want rarely inform you the esential factor a few soccer i.e. not anyone want inform me to dispose of it. i don't wish it within the first position. Wot is using having a drenched piece of leather-based driven at you? supply me a hadock each time, at the very least you could devour it.
bad Nigel Molesworth is again at St Custard's, being twisted up at via Grimes and compelled to suffer the nice outdated footer season. yet regardless of the distractions of hideous Molesworth 2 and weedy fotherington-tomas, he'll nonetheless proportion all his secrets and techniques to passing checks and being a grown up. yet what's this? A solution to be solid? And to luv gurls? is that this the top of the Nigel Molesworth recognized and enjoyed through hundreds of thousands – or will he be bored through teatime?
Illustrated through Ronald Searle
Pokets having a look totally bored stiff and dejected. ultimately somebody speke. ‘Did you hav an excellent hols, molesworth?’ ‘Not bad.’ (Silence.) ‘Did you might have an excellent hols peason?’ ‘Not bad.’ The discussion is absolutely scintilating, my dere. definitely they canot kepe it up? there is not any likelihood of that for the wit of those skolars is interupted by way of a dread sound e.g. CLANG-PIP. CLANG-PIP. CLANG-PIP. it's the skool bell which sumon us to asemble in massive skool into which input anon GRIMES, the headmaster.
Hols e.g. an afternoon at a railway station. It move as folows viz. ‘Stations are niss great. Tranes come to stasson stashion stasion and the pasengers get out, however many of the pasengers get in. The solar is shining skinning shining. there's a statshion stashon stasson mast — there's a porter at the plaff—’ yet wot is that this? we're now at pace and forthcoming potters bar. and our coon skins are flying within the wind. at the slope past stevenage there has been an international velocity checklist for engines of 112.
Staircase to yore apropriate chanel. The grate factor in regards to the method is that not anything can cross wrong.’ O-ho O-ho i feel you're uterly rainy when you imagine not anything can get it wrong with st. custard’s approximately you wate. As ordinary i'm ceremony all of the newshounds zoom up the relocating staircase then cost ta-ran-ta-rah down the opposite it really is beter than the excitement gardens and it truly is unfastened. It take the loudspeaker procedure to get them again. ‘WILL ALL BOYS ATACHED TO ST. CUSTARD’S KINDLY COLECT THEIR MARBLES AND.
Chiz chiz, and locate gran’s outdated publication referred to as chaterbox 1896. there's o to take action i flip its weedy pages and browse the tale of wee tim: ‘wee tim is driving in his grandpater’s cariage as staunch and durable a litle felow as ever you are going to desire to see. Sudenly he see an previous girl who's carying a heavy basket and he seize his grandpater’s knee. ‘Granpa granpa,’ he sa, ‘can we now not permit this pore previous woman trip in our cariage, eh? She is so susceptible and frale.’ Wot an outstanding style thort! His fierce grandpa sa.
there's in there — kanes, beetles, chalk, thumscrews, previous tin squaddies which hav been confiskated, fotos of gurls, bat oil, fleas and cobwebs. in right here i locate the lat. grammer. i prop it opposed to a tin of pineaple chunks and uncover the answer. My blak beak’s middle is full of aid. additionally i thirst for revenge, i swap to geom and make the chalk squeak with the compass at the blak-board till all howl it really is worse than molesworth 2’s area send. SCREE SCREE SCREE SCREE scrumptious torture! i draw.