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An empty head for the devil to dance in

Bartle Massey runs a night school with a will of iron, and thinks precious little of the half-baked students who...

An intriguing portmanteau word. I once had a maths teacher who deserved this title. She was great at maths, certainly,...

This is part of a description of the village schoolroom where the sometimes compassionate, sometimes ascerbic schoolmaster Bartle Massey tries...

This is Bartle Massey, he of the blade-sharp tongue, laying into the so-called students who come to him for learning.

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I love the imperial disdain of this village schoolmaster for those who come to the classroom thinking knowledge is a...

For World Poetry Day, I wrote about learning poems by heart and asked readers to share any they love and...

My favourite uncompromisingly demanding schoolmaster, Bartle, side-swiping someone who praises their own use of language.

‘The right language!’ said Bartle...