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My son just posted some of this on FB, but I have corrected and updated it.....
All of the following took place at Grammar School, and became known as "The Naughty Boy Stories" by my family...
Let me say that I, in no way celebrate, or condone this behaviour, but it does make for interesting reading!
Some of it is so radical that it may have seemed far fetched, but all credibility was recovered when another, from the same period, posted one of the tales on "Friends Reunited".
Here is just a taster.....
Pins on inside of lapels
The teacher's car on the hockey field?
The white plimsolls in the lockers?
The boys who set fire to neighbouring village bonfires?
Duncan Rogers (from London) with his pearlised grey "Winkle Pickers"
The desk on fire
Setting the rats free in the Bio Lab....
Same Bio Lab....attempting to bake potatoes in the "on desk" ovens during class...
(they smelled fab but, of course didn't cook)
Hiding on top of hills when doing cross country
(Actually in the bowl of the elevated reservoir)!
Dried peas 'pinging' on the butler's tray, whilst in the wings, and waiting for his cue to come on stage, with the whiskey in a decanter, that was supposed to be cold tea,
but was swapped for something else!
"Knollers" (the fat boy's) enormous underpants hoisted up the flag pole...
Same fat boy, standing astride the net on one of two hardcourts in front of the school, and with the net wound up tight so he couldn't get off!
Rhubarb in the organ pipes....
Shooting mini darts through straws, at "Hairy Dave's" gown, as he was walking back to the front of the class, having retrieved his board cleaner, after throwing it yet again, at the instigators at the back of class.
This one is obscene by any standards....
"Granny Gordon", a history teacher, was old when my sister went to school, many years before.
She wore a fur coat, all year round, and I don't recall seeing her without it....
There was a riot going on in the next classroom, and she had to go and deal with it...
She had left a beautiful vase of daffodils on the desk, and one of the kids from next door came in with a leather lace, with a knotted end, and took one swipe at it and decimated them!
I'm pleased to say that his identity was made known, by some of the girls, and he was expelled!
The kid who managed to be on both ends of the wide angle school photo, that was displayed for more than a year, before the teachers saw it!
He also was expelled, as this was only one of his misdemeanours!
We made our own fun back then!
All of the following took place at Grammar School, and became known as "The Naughty Boy Stories" by my family...
Let me say that I, in no way celebrate, or condone this behaviour, but it does make for interesting reading!
Some of it is so radical that it may have seemed far fetched, but all credibility was recovered when another, from the same period, posted one of the tales on "Friends Reunited".
Here is just a taster.....
Pins on inside of lapels
The teacher's car on the hockey field?
The white plimsolls in the lockers?
The boys who set fire to neighbouring village bonfires?
Duncan Rogers (from London) with his pearlised grey "Winkle Pickers"
The desk on fire
Setting the rats free in the Bio Lab....
Same Bio Lab....attempting to bake potatoes in the "on desk" ovens during class...
(they smelled fab but, of course didn't cook)
Hiding on top of hills when doing cross country
(Actually in the bowl of the elevated reservoir)!
Dried peas 'pinging' on the butler's tray, whilst in the wings, and waiting for his cue to come on stage, with the whiskey in a decanter, that was supposed to be cold tea,
but was swapped for something else!
"Knollers" (the fat boy's) enormous underpants hoisted up the flag pole...
Same fat boy, standing astride the net on one of two hardcourts in front of the school, and with the net wound up tight so he couldn't get off!
Rhubarb in the organ pipes....
Shooting mini darts through straws, at "Hairy Dave's" gown, as he was walking back to the front of the class, having retrieved his board cleaner, after throwing it yet again, at the instigators at the back of class.
This one is obscene by any standards....
"Granny Gordon", a history teacher, was old when my sister went to school, many years before.
She wore a fur coat, all year round, and I don't recall seeing her without it....
There was a riot going on in the next classroom, and she had to go and deal with it...
She had left a beautiful vase of daffodils on the desk, and one of the kids from next door came in with a leather lace, with a knotted end, and took one swipe at it and decimated them!
I'm pleased to say that his identity was made known, by some of the girls, and he was expelled!
The kid who managed to be on both ends of the wide angle school photo, that was displayed for more than a year, before the teachers saw it!
He also was expelled, as this was only one of his misdemeanours!
We made our own fun back then!
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Hated it when there
But by god it was the best time of my life, just didn't know it at the time
But by god it was the best time of my life, just didn't know it at the time
chasing after the bus on my bike as they teased and waved from the back seat - mild I know
probably why I ended like I did
I wanted to be with them ho ho
probably why I ended like I did
I wanted to be with them ho ho
I hated every minute of school I was also a Free Dinner child and you cant imagine how embarrassing that was.
Secondary school innit, so packed lunch or chips - but we did used to do some exercise as well in them days.
Don't worry Makybe I got over it......After about 20 Years.
5 years is too long at secondary imo. Especially when you whittle away all of the mindless crap you have to learn, I'm thinking history in particular, you pretty much forget the vast majority of what you were taught by the time you left, things like dates, names of wives of kings, stuff you're tested on in exams. Then there was Shakespeare in English, what was the point, it has zero impact on your real life when you leave.
St Columbas in Huyton .In one word , and i don't want to say any more , horrendous .
Spent a year at David Lister in Hull. Apparently the worst school in England at the time, been knocked down now. Needless to say my Cockney accent went down a storm 
So they named a school after a character off Red Dwarf?
What's more important, learing about kings and queens and Shakespeare texts that will serve you precisely zero purpose in life, or going outside for PE lessons and keeping fit, espcially in this day and age with a growing obesity problem, would help the NHS out further down the line.
When I was at school, there was 2 hours on PE a week, but I was always playing sports during breaks and after school - wheras the more lethargic kids sat around drinking soft drinks and getting fatter.
So 2 hours a week for them is pointless, should reduce history lessons by 90% and replace them with Physical Education lessons, and throw in other subjects like Art and DT.
Only essential subjects should be taught imo.
Simply but effective way to get the nation fit and help future generations.
When I was at school, there was 2 hours on PE a week, but I was always playing sports during breaks and after school - wheras the more lethargic kids sat around drinking soft drinks and getting fatter.
So 2 hours a week for them is pointless, should reduce history lessons by 90% and replace them with Physical Education lessons, and throw in other subjects like Art and DT.
Only essential subjects should be taught imo.
Simply but effective way to get the nation fit and help future generations.
Wish I'd learned more history at school. Started getting more interested in it in my 20s.
Spent a year at David Lister in Hull. Apparently the worst school in England at the time, been knocked down now. Needless to say my Cockney accent went down a storm
The above experience was only surpassed by a year at Calder street High school in High Blantrye where my Cockney accent became an English accent...........equally despised
The above experience was only surpassed by a year at Calder street High school in High Blantrye where my Cockney accent became an English accent...........equally despised
and then scotland, though Scotland has many stunning parts of the country.
Following my step fathers career, trust me SH it wouldn't of been my choice.
Went to roughest comprehensive in county,it was unbelievable the prefects were skinheads fighting everyday got a smack in the trap if you didn't do what they said was pretty surreal,that included teachers and pupils no one gave a fcuk about anything some left because they had breakdowns..You'd have the older lads doing zieg heil openly in playgrounds,teachers on duty getting gobbed on hudndreds of time on their jackets they never even knew it was happening..All the schools were sh1t scarded of us,we had all the best sports teams but there was no way you could get any wortk done in classes...the kids who had some obvious learning disabilitys were just picked on,taunted called spaz etc mimicking..Even had two girls had a fight one accodentally hit her head on scjool radiatior and died,the other kid had to put up with everyone singing killer on the loose to her,insane times they were.Couple of coloured lads and chinese of course their schooling was wrecked by all the racist idiots 90% of people who attended..The one thing you never did was grass,thankfully things have changed over the years schools are unrecognisable to what i went to,i have never met anyone who went to a school like it,,...This wwasn't even tip of the iceberg either..
In what area of the country was that school in , thegiggilo ?
Wherever it was , oh my word , i thought my school in Huyton was bad .St Columvas was a holiday camp compared to yours .
You went to St Trinians ,lfc .Bl00dy hell , with all them lovely mad girls they're ,when you left that school you must have had the bigggest smile on your face in the history of schoolboys .
Just posting some detail on these events, to my sister and bro in law......
Some of these tales require no further elaboration, but I will elucidate on those which do, over the next few days....
Pins on inside of lapels
Some of the older kids thought it was fun to grab a younger kid by the lapels, roll backwards whilst putting their feet in his stomach,
and throwing completely over!
The practice seemed to die down somewhat after that!
The teacher's car on the hockey field
The evening of the Christmas dance party was the foggiest I can ever remember...
The Senior Master had an Austin Seven car that had skinny wire wheels and a fabric upper body..
About eight or so of the alleged "Naughty Boys" carried it to the middle of the hockey field...
The white plimsolls in the lockers
The school had well and truly run out of space so they took over part of an adjoining mill for more classrooms.
Unfortunately it was still not enough, so one group had to use the art room as their base which meant thy were nomadic,
and with only art in that room.
Accordingly they had their own lockers, and each one had their own shiney padlock.
What they didn't know, or dismissed, was that there were no backs on the lockers, so some of the alleged "Naughty Boys" pulled them away from the wall,
and used the conveniently to hand, paint and brushes, to paint psychedelic patterns and CND logos on them!
More to follow when I get bored.....
Some of these tales require no further elaboration, but I will elucidate on those which do, over the next few days....
Pins on inside of lapels
Some of the older kids thought it was fun to grab a younger kid by the lapels, roll backwards whilst putting their feet in his stomach,
and throwing completely over!
The practice seemed to die down somewhat after that!
The teacher's car on the hockey field
The evening of the Christmas dance party was the foggiest I can ever remember...
The Senior Master had an Austin Seven car that had skinny wire wheels and a fabric upper body..
About eight or so of the alleged "Naughty Boys" carried it to the middle of the hockey field...
The white plimsolls in the lockers
The school had well and truly run out of space so they took over part of an adjoining mill for more classrooms.
Unfortunately it was still not enough, so one group had to use the art room as their base which meant thy were nomadic,
and with only art in that room.
Accordingly they had their own lockers, and each one had their own shiney padlock.
What they didn't know, or dismissed, was that there were no backs on the lockers, so some of the alleged "Naughty Boys" pulled them away from the wall,
and used the conveniently to hand, paint and brushes, to paint psychedelic patterns and CND logos on them!
More to follow when I get bored.....
Apologies, as the titles were highlighted in my post, but for some reason are not on here!
Jan 6, 2019 -- 8:56PM, acey deucy wrote:
Hands up for free dinners.
I had to take sandwiches (this was primary school though), and my mum was so bone idle I'd end up with butter sandwiches with nothing else on them, still love her though bless her 
I was the "weedy" kid in secondary school, but strangely all the other bigger lads looked out for me 
, they'd take the absolute p*** but they would back me up in a tricky situation bless em
Doesn't sound like pleasant schooldays at all imho.. And some of it is clearly made up!¬
"Shooting mini darts through straws, at "Hairy Dave's" gown, as he was walking back to the front of the class, having retrieved his board cleaner, after throwing it yet again, at the instigators at the back of class."
Is obviously just from the 80s classic Spectrum Game "Skool Daze" :)
But seriously. Darts? I wasn't the most perfect pupil at school but some teachers got a lot of sh1t and I really felt bad for them.
They weren't bad people and didn't deserve it.
""Knollers" (the fat boy's) enormous underpants hoisted up the flag pole...
Same fat boy, standing astride the net on one of two hardcourts in front of the school, and with the net wound up tight so he couldn't get off!"
This isn't funny surely to an adult, it's humiliating and bullying?
I'm not a SJW but honestly I don't find a lot of these micro annecdotes funny :(
"Shooting mini darts through straws, at "Hairy Dave's" gown, as he was walking back to the front of the class, having retrieved his board cleaner, after throwing it yet again, at the instigators at the back of class."
Is obviously just from the 80s classic Spectrum Game "Skool Daze" :)
But seriously. Darts? I wasn't the most perfect pupil at school but some teachers got a lot of sh1t and I really felt bad for them.
They weren't bad people and didn't deserve it.
""Knollers" (the fat boy's) enormous underpants hoisted up the flag pole...
Same fat boy, standing astride the net on one of two hardcourts in front of the school, and with the net wound up tight so he couldn't get off!"
This isn't funny surely to an adult, it's humiliating and bullying?
I'm not a SJW but honestly I don't find a lot of these micro annecdotes funny :(
I felt like the jackal of the gang, the lions just kept me around for personal amusement I think
Jan 7, 2019 -- 10:34AM, Just Checking wrote:
Doesn't sound like pleasant schooldays at all imho.. And some of it is clearly made up!¬"Shooting mini darts through straws, at "Hairy Dave's" gown, as he was walking back to the front of the class, having retrieved his board cleaner, after throwing it yet again, at the instigators at the back of class."Is obviously just from the 80s classic Spectrum Game "Skool Daze" :)But seriously. Darts? I wasn't the most perfect pupil at school but some teachers got a lot of sh1t and I really felt bad for them. They weren't bad people and didn't deserve it.""Knollers" (the fat boy's) enormous underpants hoisted up the flag pole...Same fat boy, standing astride the net on one of two hardcourts in front of the school, and with the net wound up tight so he couldn't get off!"This isn't funny surely to an adult, it's humiliating and bullying?I'm not a SJW but honestly I don't find a lot of these micro annecdotes funny :(
The thing is kids can be pretty nasty lol
None of that went of in our school though, not in my form anyways
They'd organise fights on the tennis courts though, and we'd all have bets on who was going to win
Everyone loved a fight, the girls would all come down to watch as well
Just to add the fights would occur through an argument at class time, the winks would go round the classroom before the big guy did his thing to set the fight up
Word would spread around the year group and we'd all head down to the tennis court at lunch time
Best one was when we were year 8 and the year 11s came down for the s**** and giggles
Yeah thinking about it it was bloody great secondary school
Word would spread around the year group and we'd all head down to the tennis court at lunch time
Best one was when we were year 8 and the year 11s came down for the s**** and giggles
Yeah thinking about it it was bloody great secondary school
My woodwork report read
As we would not allow XXXXX to build a coffin in woodwork his time during lessons mainly consisted of him sawing up big pieces of wood into smaller pieces of wood and then throwing them at his classmates
That was year four, year five I spent the majority of my lessons sitting outside the headmasters office. At Christmas I was told dont come back in the new year, we wont be looking to hard for you. If the education board ask where you are we'll say you moved back to Scotland where it was legal at the time to leave on your 16th birthday
As we would not allow XXXXX to build a coffin in woodwork his time during lessons mainly consisted of him sawing up big pieces of wood into smaller pieces of wood and then throwing them at his classmates
That was year four, year five I spent the majority of my lessons sitting outside the headmasters office. At Christmas I was told dont come back in the new year, we wont be looking to hard for you. If the education board ask where you are we'll say you moved back to Scotland where it was legal at the time to leave on your 16th birthday
I absolutely loved my school, a wonderful time in my life most definitely.
Looking back, it was quite a hard/cruel environment. It did however create a society which worked much more coherently than today's mess.
Every good thing that eventually came to me happened directly as a result of the excellent Grammar School I went to, and our little village Primary School was an ideal start in life. I recommend both experiences to all British children.
I also feel blessed that all pupils at both schools spoke English as a first language, and that none of them had any gender identity/religious convictions/sexual preference sensitivities that had to be cravenly surrendered to at all times.
I also feel blessed that all pupils at both schools spoke English as a first language, and that none of them had any gender identity/religious convictions/sexual preference sensitivities that had to be cravenly surrendered to at all times.
Jan 7, 2019 -- 4:37PM, ufcdan wrote:
My woodwork report read As we would not allow XXXXX to build a coffin in woodwork his time during lessons mainly consisted of him sawing up big pieces of wood into smaller pieces of wood and then throwing them at his classmates That was year four, year five I spent the majority of my lessons sitting outside the headmasters office. At Christmas I was told dont come back in the new year, we wont be looking to hard for you. If the education board ask where you are we'll say you moved back to Scotland where it was legal at the time to leave on your 16th birthday
Sounds like my end tbh
The last 6 months was me mainly sitting outside an office. I was fed up with it all by then and couldn't be a**** to join in with anything, I was placed on "study leave" for the last 3 months, which meant I stayed in bed whilst watching Big Brother lol
I knew I wasn't going to get decent grades as I had no interest in the lessons at all, spent the first 4 years taking the p***, acting up or taking a nap
I loved high school and appreciated as I worked for my dad's building firm in the school holidays which was crap, work sucks school was brilliant a different comedy scene in every lesson lol, and I still went onto college...could have gone to university should of.
They were the worst days of my life, days I would not wish on anyone.
I think we may have gone to the same school , MC Roller .
Drove past my old school the other day and am damned if I can remember whether the second floor was there when I attended. Either I'm losing my marbles or they employed a bloody good architect to hide the join.
With lessons, you needed to be in the sweet spot, I think. Learning new things is interesting. Too easy, or (more often for some kids) too hard and it's a short step to staring out the window for an hour or being disruptive.
With lessons, you needed to be in the sweet spot, I think. Learning new things is interesting. Too easy, or (more often for some kids) too hard and it's a short step to staring out the window for an hour or being disruptive.
Wish I'd taken notice of the girls a bit more, went to thirty year reunion. Some of the women, women/girls who I took the p1ss out of and in general was bit of a kn0b too were stunners 
'Spiders and snakes' springs to mind. I also regret not learning about girls until I was working at 15.
Hardly a day goes by that I don't walk past my old school and it looks as magnificent as it ever did from my first day way back in September 1976.
Just reminiscing, and thinking how special the school was...
A magnificent building of 1907 (didn't much appreciate it at the time) approached by two long drives...one for the girls and one for the boys...
With the hockey field between the two and, immediately in front of the school, were two hard tennis courts.
It was said that we had the best sports facilities anywhere, which included the aforesaid and plus a rugby field a cricket and athletics field,
six additional tennis courts, and a multi use field where we threw javelins and discus!
I passed it perhaps fifteen years ago, and the original school is obliterated by an architectural monstrosity!
Was "Morley Grammar School" but now "The Morley Academy" (another Americanism)!
Just looked on Google Maps and, apart from a couple of grass areas, the site is now all buildings, and car parking!
I know that the school was struggling for space, and in fact the year I started was the first year with the new classrooms,
created in part of an adjacent mill building!
Capacity back then was around 1,000 pupils, but it must be three times that number now!
If JC will allow me one more "Naughty Boys" story, (clearly made up) it's the one of a school photo with a kid at both ends!
This was Kilburn aka "Killer"...
He was a disgusting individual, who looked like he never washed, and his clothes were covered in all manner of stains.
He was dragged onto the stage every time there had been a "happening"!
His two "party tricks" were that he could make himself sick to order, and falling off the stage every time!
The photo had been hanging on the landing, outside the headmaster's office, for a long time before it was seen, and he was finally expelled!
A magnificent building of 1907 (didn't much appreciate it at the time) approached by two long drives...one for the girls and one for the boys...
With the hockey field between the two and, immediately in front of the school, were two hard tennis courts.
It was said that we had the best sports facilities anywhere, which included the aforesaid and plus a rugby field a cricket and athletics field,
six additional tennis courts, and a multi use field where we threw javelins and discus!
I passed it perhaps fifteen years ago, and the original school is obliterated by an architectural monstrosity!
Was "Morley Grammar School" but now "The Morley Academy" (another Americanism)!
Just looked on Google Maps and, apart from a couple of grass areas, the site is now all buildings, and car parking!
I know that the school was struggling for space, and in fact the year I started was the first year with the new classrooms,
created in part of an adjacent mill building!
Capacity back then was around 1,000 pupils, but it must be three times that number now!
If JC will allow me one more "Naughty Boys" story, (clearly made up) it's the one of a school photo with a kid at both ends!
This was Kilburn aka "Killer"...
He was a disgusting individual, who looked like he never washed, and his clothes were covered in all manner of stains.
He was dragged onto the stage every time there had been a "happening"!
His two "party tricks" were that he could make himself sick to order, and falling off the stage every time!
The photo had been hanging on the landing, outside the headmaster's office, for a long time before it was seen, and he was finally expelled!
Sorry, "Killer" was not one of "The Naughty Boys", he was just revolting!
I just found this and, I guess that, not withstanding the obscuring of an old building, we don't go to school to play tennis, hockey, cricket,
rugby etc, so this is the way forward... n'est-ce pas...
.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CMYcmnjRpFQ
rugby etc, so this is the way forward... n'est-ce pas...
.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CMYcmnjRpFQ
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