Mr Glover.
I think I must have been about 15 when a new PE teacher, Mr Glover, came to our school. Completely nuts about his football he was, he’d ref our games while taking part in them too, running around in the ankle deep mud like he was bloody Bobby Charlton or something, commentating on the match out loud. I remember very clearly that if you dared try to tackle him he’d throw himself to the floor and award himself a penalty. Then I went home one day and my brother had killed my kestrel.
( scarpe We Stole Bikes, Thu 19 Apr 2012, 14:52, 4 replies)

You are Craig David AICMFP!

( chickenlady b3ta's very own Elizabeth Taylor, Thu 19 Apr 2012, 15:40, closed)

Kes

(Woofie, Thu 19 Apr 2012, 16:14, closed)

Hmmm
www.b3ta.com/questions/housemates/post380590
(McChinaman banned, Fri 20 Apr 2012, 12:10, closed)

reminds me of the time
we organised a football match to escape from that prison camp during ww2
(hiraeth SPACE £19.99. I say yer buy one yer get one free, Fri 20 Apr 2012, 12:51, closed)