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click play below (you may have to wait for it to load fully) and i challenge you not to sing along(have
your speakers turned up)
click play below, for some music to read with.
Memories.....
Andy Holden (South Wythenshawe High School 1972-1977)
Most people that know me, realise that gettin outta bed isn't one of my strong
points, in the 4th and 5th yrs, i tended to turn up at a reasonable time(usually after 10am), just in time to play footy at
break.
One morning i was walkin into school(across the field from brownley rd)kickin my football doin a few tricks(as u
do ..lol),when i heard loud bangin coming from the geography classroom.
There was Mr Bain(pe teacher)at the window bangin
the glass(very hard) and mouthing the words.."GO HOME" very clearly.
Stood there, in a completely empty school field, i
looked to my left..then to my right.... i then pointed to myself....and mouthed the words .."WHO...ME ??"
I could visibly
see his face getting redder and redder as the class he was taking stood on the chairs and began jeering..lol.
I turned
180 degrees, and continued doing tricks with my footy as i walked home, i occasionally took a sneaky look behind me, only
to see Mr Bain ...mouthing....ermmmm other words...lol.
Martin Rutter (South
Wythenshawe High School 1969-1974)
"Had a good group of friends, does anyone remember the craze with the metal
studs you put on the souls of our shoes, and trying to run around the quadrangles, and not turning at the corners. Fun at
times, but the walls were hard?"
webmaster: Martin , i always wondered what those marks on the floor
were, i remember a teacher saying they were part of a satanic ritual---- which was nice ;)
Lyn Waterfield (south
wythenshawe high school 1974-1979)
" Being sent off to Civic to buy pigs hearts for science. They sent me because
I was probably the only one who would actually return. A Goody two shoes."
webmaster: Lyn , you sure they didn't end up in the canteen?
William Kinlin (
Brownley Green Secondary School 1961-1965)
Pranks that got me punished 61 - 65.
When we were milk monitors we would put Daddy long legs into the milk and put the
cap back on. GOT CAUGHT
Three wacks of the dowel on the arse from Nobby (Metal work teacher)
Put a
rubish bin with books balancing on the classroom door to catch my mates, teacher walk in instead.
Sent to the
headmaster. Smell the varnish Kinlin, 3 of the strap on the arse.
Flicking wet paper with a ruler in
RE (Mr McFarland) showed me what a ruler was for rapping my knuckles. He then walked me back to my seat
by pulling the hair on my sideburns.
I could go on for ever!!!!
webmaster: this is what happens when they abbolish national service....lol.....goes
and checks his milk for daddy long legs
your stories, our school has over 60yrs of history, who will be the
first to contribute?
To give you a few idea's of the things we're looking for, check out
these two links.
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To make life even easier for you, just click on the button below to contribute
to this page, and dont forget to include,
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Your name
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The name of the school when you were there
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The years you attended
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Your e-mail address(if you dont want your address shown
please say so)
Whilst looking through other school sites, i came across these three recollected
gems from our catholic neighbours.
A bright lad (Anthony Greenwood) was sent to show his exemplary work to the headmaster . The headmaster allegedly assumed
the usual reason for a pupil knocking at his door and promptly administered the strap! On realising his mistake the headmaster
apparently apologised and then gave the boy a credit note excusing him the strap should he ever require future discipline
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In Richard Scrowston's English lesson, a class member (John Bell) was keen to draw the teacher's attention to the graffiti on his desk which read
'Scrowston is a Wanker'. The exchange allegedly went something like this:
Bell:
Sir, sir, there's graffiti on my desk, sir
Scrowston: I know, Bell
Bell: Sir, sir, it's about you
Scrowston: I know, Bell
Bell: Sir, sir, it's really rude
Scrowston: I know what
it says, Bell
Bell: Sir, sir, it says, 'Scrowston is a wanker', sir
Scrowston (by now infuriated): Bell, I was wanking before you were born, boy!
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The Quietest lesson of All Time
Credit goes to Miss Shiner - approx. June'77.
...the memory of her, legs slightly apart, standing in front of the library
window whilst the sun streamed through her flimsy summer skirt (remember the infamous Diana photo?).
1H was never again
so captivated by the reading of "The Mayor of Canterbury" - we never took our eyes off her
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We can beat those...if you wish to contribute please mail me.
While i'm at it, my most memorable movie quote is from TRAINS
,PLANES AND AUTOMOBILES ,
Car Rental Agent: I really don't care for the way you're speaking to me.
Neal Page: And I really don't care for the way your company left me in the middle of fucking nowhere with fucking
keys to a fucking car that isn't fucking there. And I really didn't care to fucking walk down a fucking highway and across
a fucking runway to get back here to have you smile at my fucking face. I want a fucking car RIGHT FUCKING NOW!
Car Rental Agent: May I see your rental agreement.
Neal Page: I threw it away.
Car Rental Agent: Oh boy.
Neal Page: Oh boy what?
Car Rental Agent: You're fucked!
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