Discussion in 'SMB' started by Ben Gardner, Dec 6, 2017 at 8:26 PM.
Monkeyhouse? Nice fella.
You were only upset because you weren't doing the catering with your shit burgers and greasy chips.
Bede but he might have moved on to Monkeyhouse after my time. He also taught Classics but they were obviously subjects on the way out.
That's the fella, I'm sure he ran the Bridge Club at lunchtimes, too. Used to talk about the olden days more than we played Bridge, like!
Also, it was a great excuse to get a pass to the front of the dinner queue every lunchtime!
did you play 3rd team like?
semper ubi sub ubi
I could still kick a conversion and run like fuck if I had to
I used to work with a a bloke who always used to slip a per se into his chats/speeches, even when it made nee sense. Made him look a bit of a gormless idiot.
that top pitch was something else mind. boot the ball out for a line out and watch it fly down the hill all the way to back porch
You escaped HMYOI Barnard Castle too?!
As you say, he was a canny bloke. Pity I was a little shite.
Caecilius est in horto.
i didn't escape, i thoroughly enjoyed it. miles better than my previous school. being half decent at rugby (and academics) is what got me there mind, wouldn't have been able to go otherwise. we've had this conversation before
Mea Culpa Ben lad, Mea Culpa.
Well when I formulate my spectacular flamboyant revenge, I'll make sure you're not there
Radix malorum est cupiditas
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