Thick skulls

7.35AM, Monday morning, JG Zuma Primary School, KwaZulu-Natal. “Good morning, staff.” “Good morning, Headmaster.” “Right. Before we start, let’s address the elephant in the room.” “Headmaster, I must protest. You know how sensitive I am about my weight and – ” “Not you, Mr Dlamini. I am referring, of course, to the report in theContinue reading “Thick skulls”