The Virtual Pub
Come Inside... => The Snug => Topic started by: tel on June 14, 2010, 11:36:16 AM
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I have fond memories of my old school. Catholic, half the staff were priests, the masters were a mix of eccentric and comic.
Punishements were mainly the strap (barbers strop), cane or slipper. Occasionally a cross country run, sometimes detention, including saturdays.
There were some wierd & wonderful things that happened at that school and some I have some fantastic memories of it.
This is an excerpt from the Friends Reunited site and is one of the "tamer" instances.
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Is it my imagination or did Fr. XXXXXX have a dreadful punishment, which he called “The Biscuit Tin”? I remember hearing that it involved having to crawl round the rugby pitch a few times whilst wearing women’s clothes, which he kept in a biscuit tin under his bed. Have I dreamt this or did it really happen? Did anyone out there actually suffer this fate? Please let us know!
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The Biscuit Tin? Yes, quite true. The ritual went thus: the guilty party was required to run around the playing field without trousers, during lunch break (to ensure maximum audience); every so many paces, he would stop, beat the tin, and cry "Mama" in a loud voice.
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Well! eeek:
That explains a lot.
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Hey, this is a rival thread evil:. But then again, those Catholics take some beating (snigger)
ANd what is the punishment for spelling punishment wrongly? whistle:
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For minor misdemeanours, we were deprived of fagging services for a period of time.
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At Senior School:
Cane ~ 3 or 6 strokes across the hand could be and were delivered by any master at their whim. Few explanations were ever given ~ just "Hold out your hand"
6 to 12 strokes of the cane could and were delivered across the arse by the Head, usually in front of the assembled school. The head used to put on an old fashioned wicket keepers glove to protect his hand when he wielded the cane. Prior to the punishment he would say "Assume the position" and you bent to touch your toes. He would then tell the assembled school what your crime was before whacking you with all his might.
Wooden Rule ~ Used by one master in particular who liked to bring the edge of the ruler down across the back of your fingers~ I got 6 off the head for grabbing the ruler and belting the sadistic little b@st@rd with it but it was never used on another boy after that and the master left at the end of the term.
At Junior School the weapons of choice were:
Cane ~ Head and deputy head
"Slipper" (actually a size ten plimsoll) .... some masters had left shoes, some had right, so I assume they bought half a dozen pairs and shared them round.
One master in particular was a deadly shot with the nearest piece of chalk or blackboard eraser.
At all levels:
Sarcasm ~ the worst of all weapons .... used liberally in those days.
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For minor misdemeanours, we were deprived of fagging services for a period of time.
Were you at school in California?
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At Senior School:
Cane ~ 3 or 6 strokes across the hand could be and were delivered by any master at their whim. Few explanations were ever given ~ just "Hold out your hand"
6 to 12 strokes of the cane could and were delivered across the arse by the Head, usually in front of the assembled school. The head used to put on an old fashioned wicket keepers glove to protect his hand when he wielded the cane. Prior to the punishment he would say "Assume the position" and you bent to touch your toes. He would then tell the assembled school what your crime was before whacking you with all his might.
Wooden Rule ~ Used by one master in particular who liked to bring the edge of the ruler down across the back of your fingers~ I got 6 off the head for grabbing the ruler and belting the sadistic little b@st@rd with it but it was never used on another boy after that and the master left at the end of the term.
At Junior School the weapons of choice were:
Cane ~ Head and deputy head
"Slipper" (actually a size ten plimsoll) .... some masters had left shoes, some had right, so I assume they bought half a dozen pairs and shared them round.
One master in particular was a deadly shot with the nearest piece of chalk or blackboard eraser.
At all levels:
Sarcasm ~ the worst of all weapons .... used liberally in those days.
I was daily whacked with a gym shoe for a year when 7. It was for smudging my handwriting practice. Bastard ought to have conceded I was left handed and let me use a pencil cussing: cussing:
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For minor misdemeanours, we were deprived of fagging services for a period of time.
Were you at school in California?
Don't show your ignorance Nick ~ we are in the presence of Minor Royalty here.
Fancy having to make one's own toast and toss yourself orf. lol:
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I had a really pervy RK teacher. This was in the mid 70s when the new fangled scrolling green boards arrived. He would make you, well, not you obviously, me, stand facing the board, on tiptoe with my arms stretched up scroll the metal chalk holder up to the level of my fingertips and make me stand like that for periods of time. He made me do this when I was 14 and had refused to do the dance of the 7 veils. The fact that I was a pubescent girl and mini skirts were in had nothing to do with it, I'm sure. noooo: evil: evil:
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I don't quite follow that. Can you demonstrate and post the result on You TUbe please? angel1
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At Senior School:
Cane ~ 3 or 6 strokes across the hand could be and were delivered by any master at their whim. Few explanations were ever given ~ just "Hold out your hand"
6 to 12 strokes of the cane could and were delivered across the arse by the Head, usually in front of the assembled school. The head used to put on an old fashioned wicket keepers glove to protect his hand when he wielded the cane. Prior to the punishment he would say "Assume the position" and you bent to touch your toes. He would then tell the assembled school what your crime was before whacking you with all his might.
Wooden Rule ~ Used by one master in particular who liked to bring the edge of the ruler down across the back of your fingers~ I got 6 off the head for grabbing the ruler and belting the sadistic little b@st@rd with it but it was never used on another boy after that and the master left at the end of the term.
At Junior School the weapons of choice were:
Cane ~ Head and deputy head
"Slipper" (actually a size ten plimsoll) .... some masters had left shoes, some had right, so I assume they bought half a dozen pairs and shared them round.
One master in particular was a deadly shot with the nearest piece of chalk or blackboard eraser.
At all levels:
Sarcasm ~ the worst of all weapons .... used liberally in those days.
I was daily whacked with a gym shoe for a year when 7. It was for smudging my handwriting practice. Bastard ought to have conceded I was left handed and let me use a pencil cussing: cussing:
I too am left handed und at Primary school would get into trouble for not being able to write in a straight line and for smudging. evil: Not being able to cut things out properly too. evil:
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Many of us here are left handed
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I don't quite follow that. Can you demonstrate and post the result on You TUbe please? angel1
Of course I can. lol:
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My children don't believe this is how school used to be. noooo:
The THW was enraged when she was told not to wear a particular colour nail varnish to school ... she was 13 at the time.
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Many of us here are left handed
It reveals our artistic side, our rapier wit and humour I believe. angel1
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Many of us here are left handed
Which may explain why this particular group gathers here. whistle:
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Many of us here are left handed
Sinister!
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Bastard!!!
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Many of us here are left handed
It reveals our artistic side, our rapier wit and humour I believe. angel1
Well spotted Miss C whistle:
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"Isn't there even any red port wine left?" So goes the aide memoire which assists in finding one's way around the ship and returning to one's cabin after a night's entertainment redface:
Being a south paw I was happy to learn the cabins on the RIGHT hand side of the ship are decidedly ODD angel1
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"Dobbler" Dawson had a leather strop for across the arse
Spencer (headmaster) had a size 10 plimsoll for across the arse
"Gabby" Hayes, the ruler for across the hand
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Many of us here are left handed
It reveals our artistic side, our rapier wit and humour I believe. angel1
I am right-handed. redface:
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Many of us here are cack handed
But you have made it an art form... whistle: