That rings a bell. Did he wear a bright orange tracksuit and teach games? We had Miss Fink for drama. She was a shyte teacher really.
I wonder how the pitch drainage is at the kennel.... I imagine it's non-league standard and there's been a hell of a lot of rain the past couple of days, and it's not looking likely to stop before tomorrow lunchtime.
Probably more the sixties. 80's was all shell suits and big hair with music that people born in the early 2000s cannot stand but others still consider awesome.
Great. Will neutralise their greater technical ability and play to our strengths, a battle in a mudbath, down to blood, guts, bottle, backbone, spirit and fight. 3 points in the bag.
Despite my feelings on the Pozzo's, Duxbury and the shirkers we regrettably have representing us, I hope we ****ing batter those ****s tomorrow.
Would be nice, but remember a lot of our squad will be wearing wellies and armbands, just trying to keep their heads above water...
I'm sure in the mid-60s there was only Bushey, Fuller, New & Travellers. You were stuck in those forms during the first 4 years, then it all got sorted by what subjects you were doing at O-Level, so I've no idea when any new 'houses' were introduced. Oh, the fun we had with supply teachers in the 2nd year when they stuck their head round the door and innocently asked '2B?'.....
Killer Collins took us for chemistry, when he showed us a loop projector and the lights went down he was Pelted with minge (paper and saliva yuk!)..He moved like he was dodging bullets on the western front.. He also demonstrated the properties of phosphorus and set fire to the bench and after saying it had to be stored in oil, threw water over it...carnage and a chemistry block evacuation..Happy memories lol
Yes...there are various anecdotes about Trog. One of my best mate's elder brother was in the 6th form when Trog decided to impose an 'above the collar' hair-length rule. Soon back-tracked in the face of a massive petition threatening mass defection to other institutions which would have seen the Uni entry levels plummet, along with his career. Or the time some unimpressed 5th formers ('Lower Sixth Removes' I think they were called then) who knew they were leaving in a couple of weeks hammered 3 planks of wood across his door meaning he was stuck inside for about an hour whilst the caretaker attempted to remove them....the lads had used VERY long nails, which goes to show their time in Tom Vale's woodwork lessons hadn't gone totally to waste; along with the other benefit of sharpening your reflexes as you dodged the obligatory hammer or other piece of equipment randomly hurled at someone by said 'teacher'. He was also afflicted with unfortunate dental hygiene, so a campaign of shouting out 'Big Black Teeth' was launched, with a different person shouting each word, so when someone got caught, there was a chance of making up an excuse that, whilst being implausible, was sufficient to prove they had not uttered the entire phrase. This went on for about 3 years and my mate (who seemed to have inherited his brother's extreme animosity towards Trog), having been caught out, attempted to explain it away once, to then have Trog yell at him in his study, 'you're barmy [insert surname], barmy, barmy, barmy, barmy, barmy, barmy.' The resulting collapse into laughter at the ludicrousness of it all did not help, resulting in a temporary suspension. As it was at the start of the upper 6th and my mate was nailed-on for a Scholarship at Cambridge, that also was soon rescinded. He occasionally took some maths lessons if teachers were off ill; he had a definite skill in making the topic even more tedious than usual. I've always been amazed he was somehow head for 28 years!
You do mean Ki-II-iiller Collins? We used to run a sweepstake based on how many times his voice performed that particular acrobatic each lesson.
Toppo, Trog's attack-dog. In my 1st year, Miller was our form master; it was also his first year as a teacher, I think.
I remember the Phosphorus incident..... and evacuation. As you say all after carefully explaining why it had to be kept in oil. Also while taking a physics lesson he accidentally put a pump connected to a mercury manometer on "blow" instead of "suck" and blew mercury all over the desks. Screaming "don't touch it, it's dangerous" while we were all playing with these silver coloured balls rolling around the desks....
It’s all true, how he managed to sink that u boat when a commander of motor torpedo boat I will never know.
I’m calling a 0-1 win for us. Matheus Martins reappears from the wilderness and climbs off the bench to get a majestic winner in the last 10 mins.