Not Allowed..

Started by Scrumpy, October 11, 2026, 11:45:17 AM

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Scrumpy


Name calling is not allowed..
We kids were good at that.. We had a name for everyone.. 
My friend used to call me 'Rustycrotch'...  :grin:
Don't ask me.. I know nuffink..

JBR

Quote from: Scrumpy on Yesterday at 08:56:29 AMName calling is not allowed..
We kids were good at that.. We had a name for everyone..
My friend used to call me 'Rustycrotch'...  :grin:
Oh dear, Scrump.
I wonder what promoted that particular name, but of course, I shall not try to dig deeper.
Perhaps I could recommend some sort of oil?
Numquam credere Gallicum

klondike


My school nickname for many years was The Doctor. This was years before Doctor Who. I'd had the role of a doctor in a school play about St. George and I was the doctor who had to tend poor St. George who had been gored by the dragon. I had a solitary like when I leapt onto the stage with s bottle of medicine which I declared would cure the "deap and deadly wound". Nobody else got knicknames from it. I must have made an impression.

One of my son's friends got the nickname Nookie. It was his glasses that made him look like Nookie Bear. Children can be cruel. Cruel to their teachers too. They saw one's underpants on a Geography trip to Snowdonia when they stayed in a youth hostel. He was forever after known as skidder.


Dextrous63

When you were young, did you used to address others by their surnames?  We did.  Rarely used Christian names at all.

Thus, my friend with surname Bates had a prefix added by many which I'm sure you can imagine used to hack him off somewhat!

Scrumpy

The boys used to call people by their surname.. 
Even recently one of the Driscoll twins called me by my surname when I saw him in the Co-op..
Don't ask me.. I know nuffink..

klondike

I only went to a mixed school up to age 11 but I think once past infants all boys were addressed by surname while the girls were addressed by forename. I might be wrong though as I recall both names for quite a few boys and girls and none where I knew only one or the other from then.

Dextrous63

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I can't recall what we called girls at primary school (I went to a prep, and my recollections are limited somewhat to the weird curriculum, coupled with enforced eating of pickled beetroot, although I was deeply in love with a girl named Rosemary Cuss ❤️).  Secondary was a strict single sex boys RC school, with many beatings to try and reduce individuality.

Alas, some of our priest teachers had a bit of a different concept of what the term "rod" meant in the expression "spare the rod, spoil the child" 😳

Hence our little joke of ..

"Bend over, boy"

" No sir.  I'd rather have the cane."

Today at 12:40:08 AM
Here's a pleasant little story of a teacher who worked at both my prep and secondary school...

https://spectator.com/article/my-son-s-agony/

Fascinating fella in some respects.  He built a large organ (no pun intended ) in our upper school hall. 

Not sure that he interpreted the school motto Amare et Servire in the way it was originally intended.  🤣🤣🤣

GrannyMac

Some nasty people in the world Dex. 
Its not how old you are, but how you are old. 💖

klondike

Head of First Year was known to be a leg fondler and first years had to wear shorts in my boys grammar. I only had him for Religious Education and there must have been prettier boys in my class. He missed his calling. Many of the teachers seemed to have odd idiosyncrasies. 

The ancient Latin teacher who probably had it as a first language hated Fridays. I had him first period Friday. Lots of detentions handed out Friday mornings. If he could be got going about his strawberries that could take a sizeable chunk of a period and some seemed quite adept at starting that.

Another RE teacher could be turned to tears by some pupils just with questions.

Another ancient taught history. The ceiling at the back of his room was coated with wadded blotting powder. Chewed to the right constituency and launched with a ruler wedged under a desk lid it could be made to stick. He never heard the loud boings. On one occasion somebody brought in one or two of those square flashcubes that could be set off somehow by hand. After several flashes he was looking out of the window saying looks like thunder boys.

Physics teacher who regularly included "thuswise" in his explanations but put a red line through it in my homework with the comment ENGLISH!

Happy days.

JBR

Quote from: Scrumpy on Yesterday at 05:57:26 PMThe boys used to call people by their surname..
Even recently one of the Driscoll twins called me by my surname when I saw him in the Co-op..
Yes, come to think about it, surnames only were used at Grange Boys' Grammar School (which I left with three 'O' levels).  My fault, not theirs; I was a lazy bugger.  First names somehow seemed far too personal and friendly.
Incidentally, whereas it used to be one of the best schools in Bradford, it has now become an 'upper' school, also on a different site and in a trendy modern building.
Numquam credere Gallicum

Scrumpy


My school was well posh.. Reigate Priory.. Around 800 years old..
Lived in by the rich and famous..  
The grounds are our local park.. Deer roam.. Large lake.. Made up of valleys..
Tennis courts.. and beautiful walks..
The Priory was haunted.. the floors uneven.. The assembly hall was massive..
Don't ask me.. I know nuffink..

Dextrous63

Were you one of their first intakes, Scrumpy?

Scrumpy


I cut the ribbon.. :smiley:
Don't ask me.. I know nuffink..

Dextrous63

🙂🙂🙂🙂😬😬

JBR

Quote from: Scrumpy on Today at 01:10:55 PMMy school was well posh.. Reigate Priory.. Around 800 years old..
Lived in by the rich and famous.. 
The grounds are our local park.. Deer roam.. Large lake.. Made up of valleys..
Tennis courts.. and beautiful walks..
The Priory was haunted.. the floors uneven.. The assembly hall was massive..
I'd be very interested to visit that place, perhaps at midnight.
Unfortunately, it appears to be darn sarf, perhaps a million miles away from civilisation where I live.
Numquam credere Gallicum