It’s all in a day’s life at this prep school near Stoke-On-Trent where I’ve been getting a few pics for their new prospectus. The aptly named headmaster, Mr Copestick, dispensed moral fables at assembly, even tackling that tricky “life” dilemma of why someone has to get picked last for playground teams. There was an art lesson done on iPads, blazing Bunsen Burners and nostalgic smells for me in chemistry as well as a surprisingly tasty lunch of chicken korma, rice and broccoli.