Garry Nelson's Left Foot
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Sic.Am I the only one here who doesn't speak Latin?
Sic.Am I the only one here who doesn't speak Latin?
Not at all, it is all Greek to me.Am I the only one here who doesn't speak Latin?
Kαι εγώNot at all, it is all Greek to me.
Bielsius sittius on the bucketorum,Tantum in volutpat vestibulum
It's all Greek to meAm I the only one here who doesn't speak Latin?
Am I the only one here who doesn't speak Latin?
Bolton Wanderers
I did four years of Latin (to O level) at Lewes County Grammar School For Boys in the late sixties. Our Latin teacher went to the King’s Head every lunchtime so we dreaded Latin in the afternoon. He’d grab my wrist and twist it behind my back while asking me to conjugate a verb. The more I got it wrong the harder he twisted, until he could twist no more, when he’d punch the muscle in my upper arm causing excruciating pain. Character forming.Having suffered Latin many years ago I can confirm that the Centurion/Brian scene where he is forced to conjugate his graffiti correctly is entirely accurate.
Well perhaps not the threat to have my balls cut off...
Never forgive. Never forget.
erat Quinto discus novus. I think we had the same Latin text books.Caecilius in atrio sedet.
Cerberus est in via.erat Quinto discus novus. I think we had the same Latin text books.
It's weird how many pundits seem to want to create the story that they are something special, a bit like they do with the Palace "ultras". Heard one the other day say that the league is going to be poorer next season without Leeds. What's the evidence for that? Do they just mean there might be far fewer goals scored because whoever replaces Leeds might concede less? Dull side, too many grim fans with sickening attitudes, and a sense of entitlement that makes Spurs look humble.An utterly turgid side still largely made up of Championship-level players who have stunk out the Premier League with their particular brand of can't-defend-for-shit football.
They're returning to where they belong and no-one is going to miss them,
Had a similar Latin teacher, he was nicknamed Bod and was a big bugger. If you fecked up a translation of Ovid badly he was not averse to hanging you out of a first floor window and holding you under the armpits as he suggested you do better next time.I did four years of Latin (to O level) at Lewes County Grammar School For Boys in the late sixties. Our Latin teacher went to the King’s Head every lunchtime so we dreaded Latin in the afternoon. He’d grab my wrist and twist it behind my back while asking me to conjugate a verb. The more I got it wrong the harder he twisted, until he could twist no more, when he’d punch the muscle in my upper arm causing excruciating pain. Character forming.