
I lived in fear of a Darth Vader-esque school dinner lady who stood me perpetually at the naughty table for refusing to eat mushy peas. An ordeal made worse after I was caught spooning the accursed veg into her wellies. Who, we ask, has wrecked your life?
Thanks to Philly G for the suggestion
( , Thu 29 Apr 2010, 12:01)
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I sat next to Mike Squibbs, and one day the teacher turned round, yelled "Shut Up!!" and threw the board rubber at Mike. It hit him just below the eye. He's probably still got a small scar there.
After that I didn't feel the urge to own up and say that it was me that had been whispering, and not Mike.
Mind you, he was the school vicar.
( , Fri 30 Apr 2010, 16:04, Reply)
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