One of the most amazing things I have learnt in the many years since leaving senior school is my ability to pick up a thread of knowledge and run with it so much more fluently than when I struggled all those years ago. At school I was averagely bright. Only a couple of the teachers made an effort to quell my clumsiness and giggling – usually through awkwardness but taken as just stupidity! One of those was our English teacher – in our school the poor chap took both language and literature. I actually did very well at both. This was definitly due to my father who was a terrific reader and mimic. He used to read bed time stories, adding hilarious comic character voices. In fact, this helped me to become well known as a good ‘reader outloud’ and I relished the opportunity to read any passages asked of me. Those early lessons became my way of life. Thanks Dad!