
Passing through Digbeth's trendy custard factory shops, I saw my old school blazer in a shop window. Well, it wasn't mine - I've still got it, but was chuffed the old blazer could be seen as a fashion accessory.
I was even more pleased to see the old school uniform being put to good use in Malawi by some old RCCSians:
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Thanks Tasha Elizabeth |
I was never that proud of wearing the old uniform - could be something to do with the 'Queer boys' taunts the jacket attracted, but this summer I passed by Ripon with the family, and couldn't help popping in school to show my kids.
The school had closed the year before. It was kind of eerie walking around, as it felt like it had been open one day, the next day abandoned, with everything just left where it had been.
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