January, 1970

“Right, when we go in here, I want you on you best behaviour, understand?” You said, firmly to your 17 year old son, Teddy.

“Yes, mum…” he groaned in annoyance. Teddy was starting off at a new school called Barton Academy after he was kicked out of his previous schools for his bad behaviour and aggressiveness towards other students and staff memebers. He was sweating bullets. Teddy was the biggest mommy’s boy out there. He didn’t want to leave you.

He wanted his mummy :(