1993 was a good year for stag nights. In those days it was a stag night, not a weekend in Amsterdam or week in Prague, making the British look like thugs abroad and cavorting with prostitutes. The worst that happened to men in Brightlingsea was being chained naked outside the Swan pub. First was Dave’sContinue reading “We all have our sins”
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I’m Adaptable and I Like My New Role
Groups bind over time. Our sixth form was split between arts and science (I had wanted to do double maths, physics and history, one extra A level, but I was told the timetabling was impossible – at Monoux we run over 25 A levels and almost any combination is possible). On the science side thereContinue reading “I’m Adaptable and I Like My New Role”
For Your Eyes Only
In the early days in the sixth form we had plenty of time on our hands. Obviously, there is “No such thing as a free period. It is a self-study period” – copyright just about every teacher ever was repeated to us a lot. Of course we ignored it. We spent one entire morning withContinue reading “For Your Eyes Only”
Five Miles Out 