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Come Inside... => The Snug => Topic started by: Nick on June 14, 2010, 10:16:07 AM
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This could be entertaining. razz:
Three things spring immediately to mind.
1. Getting a detention for having unpolished shoes. They were suede noooo:
2. Putting the Head Girl in a waste bin while she was tied up redface:
3. Hiding from the Headmaster inside a cupboard. noooo:I was with a mate. WHen the Head asked me what I though I was doing I said, "Following him." redface:
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Walking out during pottery leaving a note saying "this is going all wrong, you can put in the bin"
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Nothing ...I was such a good girl rubschin:
I had one detention my whole time in secondary school and that was a class one for not standing in line in the playground evil:
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I stupidly let a girl copy my homework. She stupidly copied it exactly.
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Walking out during pottery leaving a note saying "this is going all wrong, you can put in the bin"
;D ;D ;D ;D ;D
I made a hedgehog in pottery. Even my Mum didn't like it noooo:
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I stupidly let a girl copy my homework. She stupidly copied it exactly.
I hope she made it up to you eyes:
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Nothing ...I was such a good girl rubschin:
I had one detention my whole time in secondary school and that was a class one for not standing in line in the playground evil:
char048
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Tis true....made up for it at uni though ;)
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Popcorn:
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We had Music Friday afternoons... my mate and I used to go to registration then skip the lesson - til somebody grassed us up! cussing:
Yes, you Mark Sutton! Explode:
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Slightly O/T, but we had a Maths teacher who had lost her left forearm in an accident. She use to lean her elbow stump on the blackboard and sort of scrape it about scared2:
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Slightly O/T, but we had a Maths teacher who had lost her left forearm in an accident. She use to lean her elbow stump on the blackboard and sort of scrape it about scared2:
:lalalala
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Slightly O/T, but we had a Maths teacher who had lost her left forearm in an accident. She use to lean her elbow stump on the blackboard and sort of scrape it about scared2:
I'm trying to come up with some pun involving equations but I'm stumped.
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I had a pervy maths teacher and an even pervier geography teacher ( a week field trip in Dovedale with him was a real revelation noooo: noooo: noooo:)
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Well????
Mr Bellamy ran the Junior Boys' Choir. He left very suddenly after that incident in the showers.
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ANd I got told off (aged 5) on my first day at infant school when I asked if we could listen to Mrs Dale's Diary redface:
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1) Attended registration every morning and slipped out of the back door ... daily for 6 months and went to my job at Fine Fare supermarket. Got found out when my Father went to the school to ask why I didn't know what 'O' levels I was doing. Full scale bend over and given 12 with the cane in front of the whole school. Managed to keep the job as a "Saturday" boy.
2) Took 'O' levels ~ walked out of school at the end of the last exam and went back full time with Fine Fare.
3) Much to the annoyance of the head teacher passed all 'O' levels and clutching my results went and signed on with RAF.
4) Returned to school once more 8 months later (Now 6 feet tall and boxing at under 18 level in RAF) and punched the sh*t out of the b@st@rd chemistry teacher who had caned me weekly for five years. Happiest day of my life
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Well????
Mr Bellamy ran the Junior Boys' Choir. He left very suddenly after that incident in the showers.
Headmaster at my nephews school in Reading had an accident cleaning his shotgun shortly after a similar allegation.
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At my junior school we had a master who used to select half a dozen boys (aged 10/11) to accompany him to the "Sports Cupboard" for "Life Art" classes. One boy would be told to strip to the buff and pose whilst the others drew him. Curiously no-one found this at all strange and the resultant sketches were freely displayed on open days etc. Same master produced all school plays, coached the choir and cheated shamelessly (on our side) when called upon to umpire inter school cricket matches. We adored him ... Obviously as queer as a nine-bob note.
He introduced me to various pleasures .... Smoking Players Navy Cut (untipped), Jazz, Hymns Ancient but definitely not Modern, Reading for pleasure rather than as a chore, Cricket ~ although my maternal Grandfather had a lot to do with that. We (Granddad and I) would often meet up with him at the Hampshire County Cricket ground during the evenings and they would have a pint whilst I enjoyed a ciggy and a glass of light ale and lemonade shandy. I still reckon that ain't a bad way to treat an 11 year old.
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13 years old, caught with three others looking at porn mags, six with the plimsoll off Spencer, mainly cos it was my first day at that school and "I needed to be taught a lesson".... and the barsteward kept the mags
14 years old, laughing hysterically in assembly at the on-going farting contest - six with the ruler off Gabby Hayes
15 years old, caught playing pontoon for cash, six of them got three with the strop off Dobbler Dawson, I got six cos I was the banker and had a lot more money in front of me
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Ironically bullying.
When I was a third year in secondary school there was a scrote in the same year who enjoyed going after the first years and the teachers didn't seem to be doing anything about it so a few of us decided to have a go ourselves. Nothing physical but chasing him around the school grounds and surrounding area for half an hour convinced him we were going to pound him to a pulp. He ended up legging it into someone's front garfen and hammering on their door begging for help, which didnt work out anywhere near as well as he'd hoped it would. Unfortunately for us enough of the whole affair had been seen by the teachers to have us hauled in front of the head of year the following day.
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Aged 11 I was caned for bringing back 2,000 bangers from a day trip to Calais. Needless to say some accidentally went off in the school. For about 2 weeks.
Aged 14, myself and four others stormed the Armory (and clobbered the prefect who was in there cleaning the guns) and grabbed 10 .22 rifles. The reason was that one of the local Comprehensive's had started a big ruck in the High Street with a load of our boys, who were taking a right kicking. A bunch of us - some waving rifles around - rampaged into the melee to rescue them. It was hilarious - police everywhere ;D Strangely, I only received 3 days detention for that rubschin:
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