By Chris Woodhead, Chris Woodhead Chris Woodhead 2007-02-09T00:00:00
A few years ago I went back to my south London grammar school to speak at the annual prize giving. Before the actual event I pottered round classrooms and corridors in a haze of nostalgia. Everything seemed pretty much the same. The mould I remembered on the shower room walls ...
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