I was quite lucky in that the school I went to drew from a quite middle class, bohemian, lefty sort of area
So there were kids there with cool older brothers or parents that smoked dope, etc.
But it took me until my fifth year to meet them.
There was still the twats who called you names if you had long hair, but it didn't really matter because there were enough alternative people to make it bearable.
( tangledupinblue hairy badge with moving eyes, Thu 11 Oct 2012, 23:23, 1 reply, 13 years ago)

Age thing again.
I passed my 11 plus and went to Grammar School. A year later it became a comprehensive but it was the closest school to home so I stayed there - ex Grammar School teachers forced to teach in a comp wasn't a happy mix at all.

They loved our year but even as a 15 year old I watched standards decline.
( The Disappointed Caravanner of the year, Thu 11 Oct 2012, 23:30, Reply)