I thought you were a man of the people H, a man for the trenches so to speak as opposed to one of the officer class.
Can’t imagine your pig ugly mug is on any of the boy did well photos in your alma mater. Perhaps one with a tool box and your arm sunken into a bowl of shíte in an efforts to unblock another man’s excrement.
Oh they didn't like the working classes one bit s. When I arrived the headmaster complained that I spoke a 'barely intelligible vernacular'.
By my third term I had topped the class in both englishes, lit and lang, and that seemed to annoy them even more. A grubby oik developing a strong command of the English language didn't quite fit with their perceptions though I must confess, the English teacher himself was always most encouraging.
Did you ever go to a real school s?
I suppose I could always use my military connections to have him sought out and properly horse-whipped but he's a harmless enough creature.
How could one make him understand that an English plumber is a veritable aristocrat compared to the toothless troglodytes of the six counties?
often found browsing here https://www.modellersloft.co.uk/ no doubt.
ANY school, that makes you play rugby is a wrong un imo.
Play that game and you'll be drinking a teammate's piss before long.
“Other clubs never came into my thoughts once I knew Arsenal wanted to sign me.”
I think one thing the troubles taught us was that cracking down on sedition over there was an expensive and largely unnecessary exercise. Left to his own devices, paddy will drink himself into a stupor and start singing lachrymose, maudlin ballads about chaps called Danny before passing out and ceasing to be a nuisance.
I largely enjoyed it, particularly when we got to A levels and the studious but stupid started dropping from straight A to C the minute you had to actually, you know, do some thinking.
It is hard to put your finger on precisely why one kid gets bullied and another doesnt but certainly whatever the social skill is it is hugely important.