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The screech of the brakes rang out clearly in the chill morning air. Brian had arrived! By the dull light allowed through by the thick scudding clouds, St Catherine’s School looked like a grey hulk looming out of the mist, void of any colour or character.
Brian had been sent to this school, away from the happy former boundaries of his old primary school, hand in hand with the discomfiture yet excitement of his family moving to a new house. His father, who was in the Royal Air Force, had been posted to the small village of Black Torrington, in Devon. This sudden change had come as a shock to Brian who had been floating along merrily in the sheltered walls of his old school, avoiding trouble and having a general good time at his former house on the outskirts of bustling London. All in all he was a bit disappointed with the new house but was willing to give the new school and the new life a try.
He parked his old and slightly mauled bike next to the myriad and,...

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