I recall a post-apocalyptic poem featuring horses over
at The Dabbler. Thanks go to Mrs Grubb: vegetarian, CND-supporting, pacifist, socialist English teacher from my comprehensive schooldays. On the other hand, she refused to teach
Lord of the Flies owing to its bleak view of human nature.
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We weren't allowed to read "Lord of the Flies" because a parent took one look at the title, read that it was about schoolboys and condemned it as a homosexualist tract.
So we read Dorian Gray instead.
Ah, such innocent (and stupid) days...
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