(Listen to this first:¬†youtu.be/fOiuDAPHxCE) My teacher in p3 and p4 was called Mrs Dickson. She was very old and had been enticed back after retirement because they couldn’t fill the teaching slot in the village school. It was a composite class with 3 year groups in one and I remember lugging in to the stage above when they were being taught maths so I could attempt to answer all the tricky ‘sums’. Mrs Dickson was a keen gardener. We grew lettuces, radishes, carrots and spuds….Continue Reading “Gertcha!”