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The Leaner Years.
The Leaner Years.
At school they seemed to teach you about everything but when it came to art you just got on with it. We got no real how instructions. No how to draw or paint, no colour theory. Anyway I struggled on holding my own each year top of the class for art. Although one year I was beaten into second place by a lad named Walker. Next year I was back on top Walker had painted a green dog which unset the art master no end.
My form master was my maths and art teacher. One afternoon while doing the regular maths paper, me biro chewed to pieces with worry, the master came down the row with a book. He picked up my maths paper and placed this beautiful art book before me. He said, "Take a look at this John." Then quietly walked away with the maths paper sat in his chair and smiled. I sighed with relief the maths were getting me hot under my collar.
Coming up disaster strikes in the next episode of Life from the Easel. Mean while imagine you are watching the end credits and listening to the theme music from the Magic Roundabout once again.
Lets get go-in.
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