Edna The Evacuee had a perpetually worried look about her. It wasn't down to the trauma of leaving her mother, two grandmas, two grandads, three slightly bonkers maiden aunts, eight siblings and Eric the cat behind in their two up two down terraced house in Tooting.
No, it was the thought that she'd have to spend the war with weird Miss Brewster.
The entire war.
With Weird Miss Brewster.