I won't name him but..

Our deputy headmaster was quite simply the single most respected man I have ever met despite his frankly terrifying reputation for discipline. A veritable colossus of a man who actually treated you more like an adult as you progressed through the school even turning up at one of our larger house parties once with a can of Guiness in hand and a cigar in mouth. The initial panic response to seeing a fearsome teacher appear at such an event was dealt with when he demanded to see the 'host' and then promptly suggested that he fetch him a new drink. When we left after sixth form he took the whole year out to the pub and bought a round for everyone. A scholar and a gent.
( number5 has been fighting tramps and losing., Thu 17 Mar 2011, 11:46, Reply)