Not a nun in sight. How refreshing. Seeing the auld place took me back to the late 70's, returning my 'neices' on a Sunday night, being looked up and down reproachfully by the house mistress (the black leather jacket, Cuban heels and big hair didn't help the scenario) and being told curtly that the dormitories were out of bounds. Happy days!
The nuns have all moved out now Greg. And there are boys' dorms!!
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