I was In Gloucester so who was in Kent, Windsor or York?
Gloucester with Bill "shoot for the far post" Lawrence.
I was In Gloucester so who was in Kent, Windsor or York?
Remember all those. Then there was skull the biology teacher. Gave one of our class a good hiding for throwing a pen across the classroom. Excused himself by saying the perpetrator would be throwing scalpels next.Marvellous memories - all my recollections are of Mick Aitken, Neil Shepherd and Geoff Garland. Also got whacked by Williamson, who told me in my careers interview that my ideas weren't realistic. Happily proved him totally wrong. Can't remember the name of the rather ineffective music teacher, who never actually taught any music that I can recall, and spent pretty much every lesson covering sex education matters. Bill Lawrence was the king though - "it's with an apostrophe means it is" repeat after me........
Gloucester as wellI was In Gloucester so who was in Kent, Windsor or York?
Hairy music. The skins were into reggaeYou will recall how, when he was our form master, he allowed the Big Boys to use the classroom (the music hut) to play records at lunch time. Black Sabbath, Pink Floyd, Atomic Rooster. Happy days [emoji38]ol:
Remember that scandal. I believe he was acquitted.Add me to the list of the Tabby beatings. I had the audacity of stopping at his dinner table to talk to a mate. I was a skinhead in those days and he balled me out to a silent dining hall and called me a gutter snipe.
Anyone remember the scandal around Dickie Henderson?
Remember that scandal. I believe he was acquitted.
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And who thought it would be a good idea to give Jack Liddell a GUN once a year
This actually happened just a few months ago, although I can't remember where. A girl or young woman lost her life when her head struck the branch of an overgrown tree.That's correct, I caught that direct train from Hassocks and back every day till leaving in 1962. A few days after I started at the school (early November 1959) I got a bollocking from a prefect for leaning out the window. He told me that a someone had been killed a couple of weeks earlier leaning out off the window just as the train was going into Clayton tunnel.
I never did find out if this was true or whether he was just winding me up. You know what prefects were like!
I've no idea what happened but this reminds me of that American film when a new yob student ( a Dutch immigrant?) wore down a teacher and finally broke him after killing animals kept in the school (I think). I remember his colleague subsequently bursting into his classroom to find him teaching and getting answers from the now ultra-attentive class by pointing a loaded gun at them. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" he asked. "I'm teaching, for the first time in my career I'm actually teaching!"100 words of 14 letters ...
He scared everyone in my class into passing maths O Level. Even without the gun.
That really did happen during my time at the school! I was told about it by a few of the train boys who were in the compartment with the unfortunate victim.That's correct, I caught that direct train from Hassocks and back every day till leaving in 1962. A few days after I started at the school (early November 1959) I got a bollocking from a prefect for leaning out the window. He told me that a someone had been killed a couple of weeks earlier leaning out off the window just as the train was going into Clayton tunnel.
I never did find out if this was true or whether he was just winding me up. You know what prefects were like!