Had her for geography, my form was the ridiculously inconsistently named one. Y7 it was Wardle, she got married so in Y8 we became Clark, then she left and we became Coulson for Y9, then he left and we got McCann for the start of Y10. Then he was off sick and Ambrose took over for the rest of the year before we got Pedley for Y11. I accept no responsibility for the high turnover of tutors though, I was one of the booky ones, especially in Y7-9, Y10-13 I got into a system of doing what I needed to do to get the grades I needed for things rather than actually trying, because I'd rather use my intelligence to provoke arguments in class, or come up with new excuses for not having done the homework (I think French GCSE I had a different excuse every week, the one week I'd actually done it the lad next to me hadn't so he copied mine, and when it was handed back after marking my paper just said "For mark please see James' work" lol) I'm pretty sure Bulman was the same half of the year as us, Gregg Ullyart will have been in your form won't he and I'm sure he was in at least one class with me before Y10 (he stands out because I knew him before we started at Cott).
Yes I was good friends with Greg, though not seen him for a couple of years now. I saw Matt Simpson down Bricknell the other day when I was running. Remember him? Clown of the year, and no mistake. I also saw Matt Thornton lately, he is moving to Leeds shortly. I bet we have loads of mutual friends. Did you go to the sixth form?
I had no idea there were was a poker school going. All I know is I got involved in some pretty feisty table football match ups! And puzzle bobble.
Oh aye, the poker school picked up midway through lower VIth. Hold Em with max bet of 50p a round of betting (so £2 a hand each player). I used to make about £10 a week out of that, which on top of the EMA was good. Were you the one that kept stopping Steve Lipton have a clean sweep on the puzzle bobble scoreboard then, that and metal slug or what ever it was called? Oh, and him playing keeper/defence in the table football was ridiculous, half the time I could pretty much flatten off the midfield and forwards and leave him to win the game on his own.
Stephen Lipton. I remember him. I vaguely remember him getting quite upset about puzzle bobble. Happy days back then. I loved just messing about with that **** on free periods.
Just moved from the RIP thread, should know better than to derail it, Party it's all your fault. EDIT: Just PM me your name.
Well we might have to go somewhere more private if people are going to keep opening other people's love letters, I mean mail
I think it's fantastic to see young love blossom here. After recent talk of posters getting in touch with their gaylord side, it's lovely to see you have both decided to explore this and each other. Beautiful.
