Please please please be trueIf they hire Gerrard I'm going to die laughing.
Please please please be trueIf they hire Gerrard I'm going to die laughing.
Quite.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.
I managed to end up with a copy of De Bello Gallico, also stamped with Property of Varndean Grammar School for Boys - that went to the charity shop.
Think I had Charlie Law in the first form.I managed to end up with a copy of De Bello Gallico, also stamped with Property of Varndean Grammar School for Boys - that went to the charity shop.
All those years with Winker Watson paid off, I can still read a fair bit of Latin
Completely O/T ....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.
And probably a tonne of unresolved issues if you don't mind me saying!!Completely O/T ....
My Dad got a scholarship to Whitgift School in the 1930s. After his first Latin class he was set homework (20 questions) which he completed, handed in, it was marked and handed back. At the next lesson the Latin Master said: "Stand up all the boys who got 20 out of 20." A few boys stood up. "Well done" said the Master, "Sit down. Now stand up the boys who got 19 out of 20." A few more stood up. "Come here" instructed the Master, and then drew a huge cane from his desk. Thwack! Each of the '19 out of 20' boys got a single stroke of the cane. "Go and sit down. Now stand up the boys who got 18 out of 20 and come up here." Thwack! Thwack! They each got two strokes of the cane. This continued with the 17's getting three strokes, the 16's 4 and so on. That first time my Dad had got 12 out of 20! After getting 8 strokes that first time he never got less that 18 in future.
Different times of course, but his hard-won knowledge did mean he he could speak and read Latin for the rest of his life.
This was trundled out almost every match when Bielsa was manager- a bit like the city v utd cup fnal that EVERYONE wanted. Leeds were never everyones second team, and the only people who wanted an all Manchester final was the TV companies and Manchester fans-and probably utd fans didnt as they knew they would probably l loseQuite.
One of the 5Live pundits on the final weekend of the season remarked how they'd become everyone's second team. Really?
Not true, in most cases you just accepted it as “it is what it is”. The same rules were applied to all. Yes of course some were f***ed up by it, but not many in my experience.And probably a tonne of unresolved issues if you don't mind me saying!!
Seeing as it seems you need to learn Latin, a great book is Familia Romana by Hans H. Orberg.Am I the only one here who doesn't speak Latin?
My Mum used to tell me that if you got a whack at school and went home and told your parents you'd then get another one on behalf of the previous whack.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.
Others just threw wooden blackboard dusters at you.
Never crossed our minds to complain about it either, you’d just get a caning for your troubles as they closed ranks.
Killer Jones??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.
That's Little Old Brighton now, according to many pundits...Quite.
One of the 5Live pundits on the final weekend of the season remarked how they'd become everyone's second team. Really?
It's just as much nonsense when they say it about Brighton as any other club.That's Little Old Brighton now, according to many pundits...
Not sure what I think about that, TBH.
CorrectKiller Jones??
It's not getting any better for them...
Me too. Scored a Grade 3 at the end of the year.Think I had Charlie Law in the first form.
I'm sure Winker had an A in it when I was at Varndean...I managed to end up with a copy of De Bello Gallico, also stamped with Property of Varndean Grammar School for Boys - that went to the charity shop.
All those years with Winker Watson paid off, I can still read a fair bit of Latin
He was always Piggy Watson to usI'm sure Winker had an A in it when I was at Varndean...