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The news desk at the Portsmouth Evening News received a message for either Cecelia Crumpet or Everard Pimple, the newly formed dynamic-duo reporting team, who had scooped exclusively and were now currently writing up in depth, following their banner headline splash of a week ago, a news item that had all government departments in a spin. Already there had been a flurry of resignations at senior civil-service levels, Mandarins nervously gripping their bottoms, the whiff of government ministerial, laxative-induced reshuffles in the offing, not to mention powerful corporate magnates stunned into eating what was being described by journalists, inaccurately as it transpired, as Humble Pie.
The message reported a civilised furore at the Roman Catholic Convent school of St Winifrede’s. A vi
