Operation Scorched Arse - The Woody Back to School Unit

Operation Scorched ArseArse out of her mind as she drifted into the land ofnod.Any inclinations Ms Lawton may have harboredof moving towards a position of détente wereimmediately dispelled when she entered the assemblyhall on Monday morning and found Deborah Mortonstanding in the familiar pose of disgrace for thesecond time in the space of three days.Deborah’s chums were transfixed as theywatched the drama unfold. When the Grand Damefirst observed Deborah her expression changedmomentarily to one of open-mouthed incredulity. Asshe took the ten steps between the doors of the halland the spot where Deborah was waiting her featuresquickly rearranged themselves into undisguisedvexation.Deborah was visibly anxious. Her mouthtwitched and her eyes darted nervously as the GrandDame approached. At first Ms Lawton seemed at aloss for words. She fixed Deborah with a gimlet gaze.Debs gamely tried to return the Grand Dames stare.There was a brief and ominous silence in thehall as the two women stared at each other, but itwas just a lull before the storm.It did not take long for Ms Lawton to find hervoice. She leaned her face in close to Deborah andunleashed her tongue. Every inmate in the hall hadexperienced a scolding from Ms Lawton at one timeor another but thankfully they were generallydelivered in the privacy of her study.The Grand Dame didn’t raise her voice,choosing instead to use a tone so icy that it sent