When I was 16, my Boarding House caught fire during some renovations which took away a whole dorm, and most of the roof. Thankfully, no-one was hurt; it was the Easter holidays and the school was empty.

I remember being at home, sat on my bed when I got the phone call. I’m not sure who it was that phoned me – I think it was a friend – and they told me it was all gone.

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