Mrs. Carol
She didn't last long.

She was morbidly obese and had a squeaky voice. She had a huge Dalmatian which she used to keep locked in her car all day, except for when she managed to collar a couple of third years into walking it round the playing field at lunchtime. Having been cooped up in a Mini Metro for three and a half hours, this giant spotted beast would understandably be rather boisterous, and the kids were routinely bitten by it.

Her final straw came when we were all winding her up during her lesson by throwing cleggies at her (does anyone esle remember cleggies? You chew up a piece of paper for a few minutes until it's a sticky, spitty little missile, and then lob it at someone). Gavin got caught in the act of throwing one at her, and she made him go into the cupboard, and then locked him in there for the next two hours. After a call from Gav's parents the next day, she was apparently giver her marching orders.
( 100% Cock Raw like carrots., Wed 9 Nov 2005, 16:24, Reply)