It’s not a real smile, she just stretches out her already thin lips until they almost disappear. She only ever does it when she wants something. I started calculating how many steps we were from the door and wondering if Ramsbum had any weapons concealed about her person. She fixed us with her laser gaze. ‘Today I want to talk about something that I know is very important to you all.’ I waited for her to start a nice chat about doughnuts or women’s rights or something else that I can either eat or get enthusiastically shouty about. Instead, she told us how the school has taken great strides in becoming greener. It’s not even true. They have the heating on in the summer and we’ve been asking for more recycling bins for ages. Although, the ICT department are quite strict about paper use; the teachers go nuts when you print out a really quite short magazine for just three hundred of your closest friends. But I got the impression that suddenly Miss Ramsbottom was feeling very keen on the eco thing.
