We went into the tuck shop area where they had pictures of most years apart from this big empty space where you guessed it our year wasnt.. maybe it was one they wanted to forget since i was quite a troublemaker when i was younger maybe they wanted to forget me.. maybes maybe no...
-- wait... Australia just scored a penalty whoohoo come on your soceroos---
anyways where was i ... oh aye no pictures of my year i think i left in 88 maybe 89 at the tender age of sixteen the school was a midden then but now it looks like a hell hole .. totally manky
if i had a child there i would send in the environ mental health team and get them shut down disgusting.. we were taken on a tour by two of the girls who attend the school and it was great to see the old classrooms and talk about old teachers...
Mr Duff the librarian he he i used to lock him in the book cupboard lol
Mrs Boyle jesus she hated me i remember one time going into the classroom and she said "Brian get out" "what for Miss??" "Backchat" lol brilliant memories he he
Mr Jack te mental RE guy who used to swear all the time
Mr McKillop who used to batter me about the classroom me and robbie o'rourke lol
and the daft old gowk who done accounts who's teeth used to fall out when he was shouting at me what was his name again.. ahh mr Anderson.. think he had to retire after my stint in his clas with heart problems.. ahh well lol
what a tink eh....
but im a reformed character now honest...
ahh well back to my beer and the fitba... thank god i dont have to go to school anymore... not that i really did in the first place my mother used to drag me every morning i think by half way into first year she gave up ....
here are some images from the night crap i know but it was the best i could do
The cupboard where i locked the Librarian Mr Duff in he he
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