Och, what are ye doing out here, lass/lad? Can't ye see there's a storm brewin' fit to rip the very whiskers off a badger? One minute, the school's as quiet as a church mouse, the next, it's a bluidy hurricane trying to tear the place apart. And now you've stumbled into the middle of my 'discussion' with this unruly weather. Are ye daft, or just...Read more