Memories of comprehensive school

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Staff vs 5th year football and cricket matches were always good fun. Teachers bowling 90 mph balls down a rubber all weather wicket. Things used to bounce all directions. No helmets in them days.
 


Kevj said:
Where do you start with this?

In no particular order.......

The trepidation of getting on the school bus on day one.

Jumping the fence.

One of the lads showing off their first pube.

Itchy Tit (those two know, know).

A group of us laughing at a lad who tripped over. Turns out he had a compound fracture of his leg. Felt like shite afterwards.

Looking forward to the weekend getting smashed up in Barnes park.

Maths teacher. Do you know what I mean?

Playing footy with a tennis ball.

The art teacher who had a reputation for rattling the better looking lasses in fifth year.

Pund for pizza and chips at the local pizza place.

That school pudding which consisted of cornflakes and apple sauce.

Kenny.
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You forgot the home made magnesium in a match box incident on the school bus... ooof ya fucker. What were we thinking???
 
One of my most lasting memories was thinking it was a good idea to have a trip on a Friday lunchtime. Double biology trying to hold it together was just mental.
Everyday memories it has to be break and lunchtime footy games, brilliant
 
Fumf said:
Ripping my trousers playing footy at break time then being sent to the home economics teacher so she could repair them. I had to take them off and wait in a cupboard while she sewed them.
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I was just thinking of exactly the same thing that happened to my mate (except his just ripped when the bent over or something, thin as fuck he was too). Waiting in a cupboard whilst there was a class on and the teacher stitched them :lol:
 
oROSSo said:
ours was the same, used to comment you had mud on your arse and to get back in. He ended up having a fight with a pupil at a 6th form leavers ball.
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Some lads that had left school the year before, came to see him in the school field, he grabbed a cricket bat and walked over.
I was desperate to see him get a kicking but they bottled it and walked off.
 
DurhamRedStripe said:
Some lads that had left school the year before, came to see him in the school field, he grabbed a cricket bat and walked over.
I was desperate to see him get a kicking but they bottled it and walked off.
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Sounds like he never changed. Did he still have the ridiculous porn star tache? He was rumoured to be knobbing Miss Anderson the maths teacher as well . Mind this was circa 87-88 ish
 
yorkyexile said:
Les Bastard Johnson...confiscating me fags and smoking them in front of me
Knicking one or two out of his pocket while he was supervising picking teams an sent me to his office for the bag of balls as revenge
Mrs West the RE teachers humongous chesticles
Mr Graham the german teacher with the permanent red face and reek of booze
Jumping off the changing room roof after going up for the ball and hobbling round for two days and the bollocking off Dunford for doing it...sure thats where my back problems come from now :lol:
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Mrs West's breasts I'd forgot about them :lol:, shows how bad the other teachers were that she was probably the best looking teacher.
 
I didn't go to a comprehensive. My sister however taught at one (Southmoor) and, generally speaking, thought you all were little shits. :lol:
 
houst69 said:
Teachers not been able to last a full term without going off with stress. (Ferryhill School)

Learning shit instruments i.e clarinet and flute

Class tuck shop, anybody remember whoppa sweets?

Cross bastard country around the school 3 times

After easter doing bastard athletics and the such, shot put etc

Nicking test tubes out of science class.

Sniffing the gas out of gas pipes in science

Having the radio on in art class
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Before my time
 
houst69 said:
f***ing stand in teachers man, where the fuck did they get these people from :p:D:D
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There was one at Pennywell in the 90s (Miss/Mrs. Reed?) who had a baptism of fire, she’d previously taught in grammar schools or the likes. Poor woman must’ve been on valium :lol:
 
Mrs amers (aka night rider) bending over to reveal everything under her little red gym slip at every oppurtunity.

Trying to catch a look up the English teachers skirt... She was the music teachers wife but I can't remember the name..

Watching cricket , daytime tv etc at the top of the spiral staircase in the library... More often than not got caught by mr young who had the same idea..

Looking out b block window on the last day of school and seeing the kid with 100% attendance and punctuality ( he got an award every year) tied to the fence to make him late..

Loads of memories.. Wasn't very academic but would go back tomorrow and do it all again...
 
gegsongegsonlegs said:
Mrs amers (aka night rider) bending over to reveal everything under her little red gym slip at every oppurtunity.
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Was that nickname earned after getting caught shagging either Mr Young or Patterson on a Derwent Hill trip?

I remember one term they decided to swap sports/sexes over, so the girls played footie and the lads played hockey. One lad was pretending to fuck Miss Socca from behind with his hockeystick phallus until Mr Young spotted him and dragged him off by the lug :lol::lol:
 
Mickeys Chicken Leg said:
Was that nickname earned after getting caught shagging either Mr Young or Patterson on a Derwent Hill trip?



I remember one term they decided to swap sports/sexes over, so the girls played footie and the lads played hockey. One lad was pretending to fuck Miss Socca from behind with his hockeystick phallus until Mr Young spotted him and dragged him off by the lug :lol::lol:
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Not sure on the teacher but it was definitely on a school trip :lol:

Youngy was tough as fuck like.. Wasn't many messed with him..

What year did you leave??

Can you remember the name of the music teacher who's wife was the English teacher??

He played the organ in redhouse club on a weekend too...

gegsongegsonlegs said:
Not sure on the teacher but it was definitely on a school trip :lol:

Youngy was tough as fuck like.. Wasn't many messed with him..

What year did you leave??

Can you remember the name of the music teacher who's wife was the English teacher??

He played the organ in redhouse club on a weekend too...
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Had to text my mate.. Was ditmar.

Only ever watched west side story or grease in his class... Right lazy fucker.
 
Youngy was our rugby coach. Tough right up until the point a group of casuals hung him over the balcony over Market Square outside the Upper Deck.

I left in '88. A vintage year :cool:;)

I'd be suprised if either of the music teachers I remember (Ditmar & Ford) had a wife. In fact I'm fairly sure Ray Ford was bumming @mini-x2
 
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