Our music teacher was very well endowed…. I’ll never forget Mrs. Williams.Teachers cocks
Nobody under 45 years old even knows what a peg gun is these daysOur Headmaster who used to wear a cape and occasionally a motar board hat being nicknamed Batman but everyone was terrified of him as the cane was still a thing.
Had an abandoned house with quiet a bit of land at the end our street where the over grown gardens were used for a recreation of ‘Nam / The Falklands, using elazzy band guns made from bits of old timber, clothes pegs and a nail. Also had a wall for jumping off that felt about 20ft high at the time but was probably closer to 7ft looking back!
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Then when i moved down south there was a welsh geography teacher who would rugby tackle anyone into the nearest wall if you dared carry your school bag over your shoulder.
I’d have kept the bootle heritage tbhI'm actually from Crosby if truth be told.
Can't help the fact you grew up in South Liverpool, which is basically just some team Aldridge used to play for. Nobody from South Liverpool has ever been a proper scouser![]()
Used to shoplift from my local Safeway then sit on their roof and eat and drink all our loot. Was only about 9. Jeez my kid is so well behaved.Robbing the bread trays from the local supermarket and taking them to the grassy hills nearby and using them as a sled
A local shop near us used to store empty Corona bottles in crates in the back yard, we used to jump the wall and rob some bottles as you used to get 10p back for empties back then, we’d be going to their shops spending the bottles…. Got away with that for weeks until the shop owner got wise to it.
Our "fun" involved jumping off the roof of the local electricity sub-station and landing on an old door leaning against the fence below. I still have a crown on my front tooth after the inevitable happened.Our Headmaster who used to wear a cape and occasionally a motar board hat being nicknamed Batman but everyone was terrified of him as the cane was still a thing.
Had an abandoned house with quiet a bit of land at the end our street where the over grown gardens were used for a recreation of ‘Nam / The Falklands, using elazzy band guns made from bits of old timber, clothes pegs and a nail. Also had a wall for jumping off that felt about 20ft high at the time but was probably closer to 7ft looking back!
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Then when i moved down south there was a welsh geography teacher who would rugby tackle anyone into the nearest wall if you dared carry your school bag over your shoulder.
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