In any case, I hadn’t realised that I was so popular, as it seemed, with the girls. In retrospect, I can see that my standing in the class was high enough: I always came second (never first!) in the yearly exams. And I was acknowledged as the best “story writer”; my stories were invariably read aloud to my long-suffering classmates. And, in those days, I wasn’t bald and fat: I had blonde hair and was known as a sporting fellow.
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