Day of rest, unless you were a paper boy

, Sunday papers were twice as big and twice as heavy as weekday ones.
And after that, church parade if you were a Boy Scout, and then the dreaded Sunday school, I hated Sunday school, the same teacher as we had at normal school, and she was no less strict, that’s putting it politely,
Mike
I thought I had better add a more cheerful note, they weren’t all bad