There was an absolute quality thread on the 'old style' NSC about memories of Blatch. Reading about the old teachers (that were still working at the school) was hilarious. Turbo-tits turner for example.
Twiglets....i'd actually forgotten about those! The curry flavoured one's they out went down a treat with a few beers. My mission for the weekend is sorted then.
Another thing (mentioned before) that is really annoying is people leaving early. I know most just go down the front to watch but it must be distracting for the players to hear thousands (literally) of seats emptying 10 mins from the end of the match. :angry:
Also, people who feel obliged to...
I'll be starting my second year at Goldsmiths in September. No one, as of yet, has given me grief for not being a lesbian (perhaps because I'm a bloke). It's certainly a weird place, but very relaxed and all of my tutors are pretty damn good at what they do.
i'm f***ing pissed so this is probably the best thing I have ever seen. It reminds me of those things when you were a kid that you could rub the belly of and would give you a special symbol (earth, wind, fire, water etc) that would mean that your guy could kill shit better.