Tell us something really trivial about your life (Vol 28)
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Another time a girl was dozing over a physics bench. Burrows snuck up and whacked Mr Metre on the bench right by her ear.
She probably been traumatised ever since but hey, it was the '70's with Brutus shirts, Sta-Pressed trousers and Blakeys so were probably all in the same boat.
Eyup it's meds time
She probably been traumatised ever since but hey, it was the '70's with Brutus shirts, Sta-Pressed trousers and Blakeys so were probably all in the same boat.
Eyup it's meds time
The senior languages master at school was called Fletcher. He didn't bother with learning the names of his pupils until they reached the sixth year. Many of us didn't proceed past the fifth year thus making his job easier. Younger boys he referred to as scum.
"What class are you in?"
"2A, sir."
"2A scum indeed."
That was the only conversation I ever had with him.
"What class are you in?"
"2A, sir."
"2A scum indeed."
That was the only conversation I ever had with him.
I was in 2X which by the time we became 5X three years later we had achieved a to this day unsurpassed record of four expulsions (not me, but close at least twice). 
Day off, helped Princess Senior with a project on drama therapy for people with disabilities; have we gone backwards? Would this get to number one now?
https://youtu.be/ZWHtz8D3vrw
Day off, helped Princess Senior with a project on drama therapy for people with disabilities; have we gone backwards? Would this get to number one now?
https://youtu.be/ZWHtz8D3vrw
We had a geography teacher called Dennis Trebble who could snipe a boy at the back of the class with a ballistic board rubber. One lad managed to use an exercise book as a Kevlar shield. Mr Trebble made him come to the front with the board rubber and patted it all over his head till the boy's hair and face turned white.
fatboy18 said:
So i'm commuting into the ExCel Classic car show this morning and I notice some bloke with the top down and a stickered up boot lid Fiat!
I slide past him and give him a wave from the Harley......Spotted Mr IVA!
On a point of order, Mr Chairman, we don't use real names here. The member you mentioned is now referred to as 'lurid gringo' or some such name as that.I slide past him and give him a wave from the Harley......Spotted Mr IVA!
TheChampers said:
I was in 2X which by the time we became 5X three years later we had achieved a to this day unsurpassed record of four expulsions (not me, but close at least twice).
Day off, helped Princess Senior with a project on drama therapy for people with disabilities; have we gone backwards? Would this get to number one now?
https://youtu.be/ZWHtz8D3vrw
Thanks for that, Champers. I still have New Boots and Panties and Do It Yourself on vinyl somewhere. In the absence of anything to play them on, however, I shall have an Ian Dury evening courtesy of YouTube.Day off, helped Princess Senior with a project on drama therapy for people with disabilities; have we gone backwards? Would this get to number one now?
https://youtu.be/ZWHtz8D3vrw
The Purveyors of Fine Automobiles where I ply my trade have been visited by a moaner this week. His expectations of the condition of the elderly, high mileage, unloved Ford Focus he bought recently seem out of kilter with reality. The guvnor, however, has tried to accommodate him and several times the car has 'gone round the back' for the mechanics to work their magic and try and to transform it into the young, low mileage, much loved machine the customer would really have liked for his eight hundred pounds. This time we have to have the car for several days to try and track down an intermittent fault. I forget quite what, but as far as I can see intermittent faults on old cars are the bane of mechanics' lives. So the guvnor opted to give the customer a courtesy car. It's a horrid Vauxhall Meriva that I was dispatched to fill with fuel. On my return I had to acquaint the customer with the controls and any minor quirks I had identified on my trip to the filling station. I don't know what ghastly things life has done to this chap in his seventy or so years on the planet but I'm glad I'm an optimistic pragmatist and not a miserable moaning old git like him.
"Huh. Is this it? I haven't been in a Vauxhall for years. Not since my Victor 101."
"A 101? Three speed with a column change?"
"You don't know that."
"And a walking stick handbrake?"
"You don't know that."
"My dad had one. Two-tone grey. FLN 618C."
"You don't know that. You ain't old enough."
You're right. I don't know that. I made it all up. It could have been a veiled compliment but it wasn't. It was him being disagreeable. He drove away. Then he came back for a more intensive training course. Then he drove away. Then he came back again. For Christ's sake, mush, we've given you a courtesy car and forty quids' worth of fuel. Just f
k off, will ya?
Sake.
"Huh. Is this it? I haven't been in a Vauxhall for years. Not since my Victor 101."
"A 101? Three speed with a column change?"
"You don't know that."
"And a walking stick handbrake?"
"You don't know that."
"My dad had one. Two-tone grey. FLN 618C."
"You don't know that. You ain't old enough."
You're right. I don't know that. I made it all up. It could have been a veiled compliment but it wasn't. It was him being disagreeable. He drove away. Then he came back for a more intensive training course. Then he drove away. Then he came back again. For Christ's sake, mush, we've given you a courtesy car and forty quids' worth of fuel. Just f
k off, will ya? Sake.
Morning all.
All go here @ Jim AK Acres today.
Pork Casserole on for tonight's visitors & prep well underway with the Panettone Pudding too. Having a bit of a mare over what wines to serve though.
Mrs Jim AK's Father is discharged from Chichester Hospital & now in a nursing home until late March & is planning changes to his home as he insists he will be looking after himself when he leaves there.
Mrs Jim AK & siblings are furious about this as at 70 whatever she does not think a Leopard will change its spots!!
Youngest cost centre seems much happier because Grandad didn't die, so thinks Grandma won't either, & is currently reading an Enid Blyton of some sort & excited about the Brownies 'Table Sale' this afternoon.
Who is this Pinot chap btw? I assume he has all Security Papers & a TT Identity Tag.
All go here @ Jim AK Acres today.
Pork Casserole on for tonight's visitors & prep well underway with the Panettone Pudding too. Having a bit of a mare over what wines to serve though.
Mrs Jim AK's Father is discharged from Chichester Hospital & now in a nursing home until late March & is planning changes to his home as he insists he will be looking after himself when he leaves there.
Mrs Jim AK & siblings are furious about this as at 70 whatever she does not think a Leopard will change its spots!!
Youngest cost centre seems much happier because Grandad didn't die, so thinks Grandma won't either, & is currently reading an Enid Blyton of some sort & excited about the Brownies 'Table Sale' this afternoon.
Who is this Pinot chap btw? I assume he has all Security Papers & a TT Identity Tag.
Good news about the FIL Jim.
Last time we had pork casserole I think we had a nice Rose with it. Either that or just plonk a jug of Absinthe and a jug of water on the table. There you go, help yourselves. Take it or bloody leave it.
Pinot? I think I prefer Pinto. Marvellous old lump. With a clacking bloody camshaft.
Last time we had pork casserole I think we had a nice Rose with it. Either that or just plonk a jug of Absinthe and a jug of water on the table. There you go, help yourselves. Take it or bloody leave it.
Pinot? I think I prefer Pinto. Marvellous old lump. With a clacking bloody camshaft.
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