the non-rebel
during my teens, was the polite quiet one who got on with the teachers & stayed at home in the evenings after doing a part-time job.

the nearest i got to rebellion was turning up on winter non-uniform days with odd hair colours; first was silver (that is an odd site - 15 & completely grey). deputy head stopped me in corridor & had to tell him i had clearance by my head of year, as it was spray on. next 3 yrs i went through gold, purple, then ginger(dye on very dark brown hair) - looked like a dark chestnut(oh, the irony - i've got natural ginger highlights in my beard, and starting to see them on my head).

also pulled the chair out from underneath my head of year in english on my 16th(was getting wound up that day, and i don't like fuss on my birthday) - only got shouted at to get out of class, no detention/suspension/expulsion. [thanks mrs M. Sheppard].

i still have the odd mad moment (purple hair, followed by blue hair in first year of uni). caused parents to cover childrens eyes when i walked around edinburgh; the kids would 'goldfish'. best bit was ending up in hospital wit the blue faded to grey-green as it was temporary.

i have been tempted to perform illicit chemistry, especially when i found out we had a kilo of salt petre in the lab, plus lead shot, powdered charcoal & sulphur when clearing the lab out for a refit. i possess a chemistry degree & destructive knowledge, and thus managed to scare the technician.

i make no apologies for the dimensions, it comes naturally with XL sized feet.
(trainee mad doctor is currently trying to build a secret laboratory, Fri 20 Jul 2007, 20:47, Reply)