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- Mon Sep 24, 2007 6:25 pm
- Forum: Stories, Reminiscing & Teacher/Pupil Memories
- Topic: Fashions in Music at CH
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1974: In Leigh Hunt B I remember two distinct camps - the Genesis/Yes proggy introvert hippy types, and the Led Zep/Deep Purple/Alex Harvey more outgoing types. Oddly, come the Punk Wars, I think neither side was more or less disposed to liking punk. Other, hairier beings were into Steeleye Span...h...
- Mon Sep 24, 2007 6:01 pm
- Forum: Stories, Reminiscing & Teacher/Pupil Memories
- Topic: Mr.Grimshaw.......
- Replies: 38
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- Mon Sep 24, 2007 5:57 pm
- Forum: Stories, Reminiscing & Teacher/Pupil Memories
- Topic: Roger Martin
- Replies: 43
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Roger 'Dodger' Martin taught me Latin, and did that rare thing for teachers at the time, actually engaged us by highlighting the relevance of what many considered a 'dead' language, by introducing us to the frankly saucy poems of Catullus. This was great for 14 year olds. He did, however, smoke a p...
- Mon Sep 24, 2007 5:44 pm
- Forum: Stories, Reminiscing & Teacher/Pupil Memories
- Topic: Favourite teacher
- Replies: 240
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When I was in LHunt B, my mum really fancied the enigmatic charmer and King of Dining Hall Killer Fry , and yes, Ajarn Philip, he reminded me of Gregory Peck too, with a quality of quiet strength and reserve. At the time, I heard the name 'Killer' came from his having to despatch German soldiers sil...
- Mon Sep 24, 2007 5:25 pm
- Forum: Stories, Reminiscing & Teacher/Pupil Memories
- Topic: Wierd Hobbies
- Replies: 49
- Views: 17824
Weird hobbies
Everyone (except me, it seems) fancied Sarah Spurrier, Harry's daughter...
- Mon Sep 24, 2007 5:06 pm
- Forum: Stories, Reminiscing & Teacher/Pupil Memories
- Topic: Wierd Hobbies
- Replies: 49
- Views: 17824
Wierd hobbies (weird spelling)
I think it was the aforementioned Pete Spurrier that would go out on Big Side with a couple of mates in pitch darkness, throw the business end/half of a broken javelin vertically upwards and run like headless chickens waiting for the object to plummet to earth. Now that's a hobby.