The music teacher lost the plot once and locked herself in the sound-proofed recording room. And we had an English teacher who was built like a brick ****house, a former boxer. He used to invite pupils to do what they could to hurt his hands, whether it involved stamping, stabbing with a compass etc. Turned out he was gay. We should've known really, on our leaver's holiday he took a 'friend' with him but nobody cottoned on.
The teachers didn't know what to do with me. I even left the top button of my shirt undone and had my tie on backwards so only the thin end was showing. I could go on listing my wild school memories, but I don't want to give the kids reading this ideas.
I hope you brought enough for everyone? Hmm? Oh, remember you used to put your ruler inside your tie and when an attractive girl walked past in the corridor, you'd go 'byoooooooing' and raise it up like a stripy, flat erection? No?
Speak for yourself - i never did that. Mind you that's probably only cos I was too busy trying to find a way of removing a girl's bikini bottoms without anyone noticing.