Cor where to begin?!
Like most schools we had our odd mix too...

There was Mr Sykes the Biology teacher who was in his early 20's and drove a porsche with the exhaust pipe tied on by a piece of string. He was great for a laugh and spent many useful lessons explaining about lesbianism in cows and taking bets on which digital sperm would impregnate the egg on a computer sex ed prog (imagine a class of 30 and their teacher all shouting excouragement at their selected piece of spunk as it slowly swam its way over the screen!). One parents night my mum mistook his for the Head Boy because he looked so young and was messing around in the labs when she met him. Class act. (oooo we got a piece of software that searched addresses based on name and looked him up.. then wrote his address on the blackboard.. boy did we get bollocked.. that said a week later he had us looking up the phone number for the fit business teacher ;) )

We had a religious education teacher call Mr Howarth who was off his trolley, he was known around the school as "Monty" but no one seemed to know why. Secret jokes that got the word monty into the sentance always seemed to infuriate him. That said he was alright and I spent most RE lessons sat at the back with my m8's looking at hard porn on one of the "dyslexic" students laptops :D

I could go on and on but I don't want to be mistaken for working during my lunch!
(Lemming, Thu 10 Nov 2005, 13:42, Reply)