I took the reading appellation off this piece as it’s not really about that but about a particular aspect of my high school education. The school I went to can be described as brutally academic. [more…]
Once again I’ve found myself starting a piece for here where so much stuff has come into my mind I’ve had to split it. The lot of a support band is not great. On a [more…]
My lot on here seems to be nostalgically picking over the debris of my younger days for the entertainment of the drooling perverts who make up the vast majority of the readership. I’ve got the [more…]
In my last piece I realised there was so much material about my high school days that it couldn’t possibly fit into one article. This is not about reading but the staff at my high [more…]
Emigrating to Australia was a very big deal indeed. I hadn’t been further than places like Land’s End, Pembroke and New Brighton – certainly not out of the UK. The last few weeks were a [more…]
I started high school in early 1977. A very different place. You went from being a 12 year old at the top of the food chain to some insignificant squit. There were people with pubic [more…]
In my final year of infants school the new Middle School was being built just across the playing field. We all watched the construction taking place knowing that this would be our destination after the [more…]
After the first few months of getting to grips with the reading at a low level the classroom books on offer while reasonably entertaining were not really enough for me and so I turned to [more…]
One of the most endearing traits of Western society is what we do in our spare time. The variety is enormous ( I’ll write more about this in future) – some are individual and some [more…]
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