It was revealed recently that pupils sitting a GCSE Music exam were surprised when they found the answers to some of the questions printed on the back of the paper. To me, the shock there is that they were surprised.
News of mistakes in school and university exam papers is becoming worryingly common. Obviously, it’s still a small percentage of exams that are condemned to a question-setter with a bad memory/limited intelligence/a strange sense of humour, and certainly, many people would argue that no one is infallible, everyone is entitled to the odd cock-up once in a while and the following column is all a big fuss over nothing. But you can equally argue that in some disciplines you just can’t afford to make mistakes. I, for one, would argue that.
The time has come, I think, for me to apologise for the sheer awfulness of this side-column. Fortnight after fortnight, I struggle to think of anything applicable to the title, and rather than lamenting the passing of something once brilliant – “Whatever happened to…?”, in fact – I find myself musing/ranting/quoting The Thrills at length/writing limericks.
When I devised it I was so full of hope. What an opportunity, I thought, to wax lyrical about childhood memories, get a large student readership thinking “Ah yeah, I remember that”, and cover up my intense jealousy towards The Millword for his ‘In The Papers’ section. But it was not to be.