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Quite possibly Shaun, but I do know the young Scandinavian ladies with their shimmering blonde hair and deep erotic sun tans made West Yorkshire seem a long way away. Did you accompany them into the Aegean islands after Turkey. Our paths may have crossed at some point as we possibly waited for infrequent ferries from the Turkish coast to the easterly Greek island of Samar. Intrepid Lord Byron lingered there for a while drinking Samian wine, writing poetry and eyeing up the local beauties.
The first part of your statement, Vernon, reminds me that once, in my middle school years, I was last into the gym - can't remember why - but Frank had already started our class on its various activities. He must have been in a mood for some reason that day and he decided to take it out on me. He had a sawn-off cricket bat and he belted me so hard on my backside that it brought tears to my eyes; he then began taunting me in front of the whole class about not being able to "take my punishment like a man." The whole situation was so very unjust and I think whatever tears I shed were certainly in anger. So yes, I know what you mean. But, I confess, it was the only brush I ever had with him, though I think I was always wary of him after that incident.
No Greek islands for me at that stage. Having been around Anatolia and the east, the dalliance in Istanbul was but a brief interlude before moving on through the Balkans, an encounter with a young Croatian fellow with a knife, and 10 days stuck with broken wheel bearings and no money. All infinitely preferable to a PE lesson at KBGS. If Christmas drinks at the Brown Cow ever return I may pop in and exchange anecdotes.