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Originally Posted by Jack H

The greatest teacher I ever had was the tasty, tiny little, 22 year old redhead art teacher, Miss Horsely.......well, in my dreams I did!...

Pictures or you're lying!


Mr Boobyer (Ex Capt. Welsh Guards) for giving me an interest in history

Mr Henshaw in Science for always getting us to want to know how things work



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Originally Posted by Jack H

The greatest teacher I ever had was the tasty, tiny little, 22 year old redhead art teacher, Miss Horsely.......well, in my dreams I did!...

In my case, she worked at the Army school in Paderborn, and came from Fermanagh.

The ones who were s'posed to make the most of my potential at school were (with the exception, I belatedly realised, as I read his recent obituary, of the language master who taught me French, German and how to pun fluently) something of a disappointment.

My maths teacher in 5th form (1959). He'd been a Desert Rat and most periods we could get him talking about his time in Libya ... and come out having learnt exactly what he wanted us to learn. I wish I could remember his name.

Mr Mathers for teaching me all about standards and behaviour, as well as maths.
Mr Jones, a stand in history teacher very much like Adam Heart-Davis. He taught me that history was interesting and learning for the sake of it could be fun.
My best mates mum, for teaching me about women.

Mr Tyson, Science teacher, the only other Northern cunt in a school of southern poofters. Used to wait outside the class while I sorted out which ever
pseudo hard bloke geezer thought it was his turn to prove himself. They never learn, chuckled Mr Tyson

At school: Mrs Davies (primary school) and Mr St George (secondary school) - both for introducing me to classic books that I'm still happy to reread xx years later.

In the Army: Can't remember his name, SSgt (or Colour?) in the Inniskillins who was my instructor on my Class 2 at Worthy Down. He taught an extremely boring subject in such a way that had us all laughing every minute and surprised that it all actually sank in. Pay Sgt at my second unit who taught me how to fill in MMA/SA forms out to maximum effect. Ch Clk at same unit who was such a cunt that I did my best to be helpful to everyone who stepped into the Orderly Room just to spite him. As a result, I gained a lot of friends and had a lot easier time outside of the Orderly Room than he did!

In Life: My dad. Didn't teach me how to gut a fish or skin a rabbit. Did teach me how to change a car wheel and how to recognise various parts of a car engine and some (very) basic engine diagnostics. Most importantly taught me how to keep mouth shut and eyes/ears open, not to judge by first appearances and when it was best to turn a blind eye.


Oh, and Greg Karpinsky. I'm not sure I'm grateful for what he taught me, but there's one or two men out there that are!!

Originally Posted by mac_uk

Pictures or you're lying!

Well, I did say in my dreams!....wish I did have some pics of her!....don't think cameras had been invented when I was at school!.....