We had some fantastic characters at our school amongst both teachers and pupils.

One lad, Chris Baylie was funny as Hell but an absolute nut job.

Him and another lad bought a Ford Anglia from a scrapyard for £50 ( in 1978 ) and I met him on the bus back from town carrying the dodgy number plate he’d had made at our local hardware store that supplied them.

A day later him and this other lad were cruising past the school at kicking out time smoking and pipping the horn.

They got pulled by the police and arrested, they were both 16 and had no licence! 🤣

A couple of years after we left school Chris robbed the local petrol station with a shotgun and wearing a mask but it was only half a mile from his house and he bought his fags there and they recognised his voice! 🤡🤣🤣

He did about 7 years for that and was dead before reaching 30 but one heck of a character.

Another nutter from the year above rode his 50cc Yamaha down the main school corridor doing a wheelie! 🤣🤣🤣

During a history lesson a kid threw a stink bomb into our room and then tied the door shut, at least a dozen lads opened the windows and hung out by fingertips before dropping 8-10 feet from the first floor to the ground floor........this was whilst our teacher was still in class remonstrating with us not to do it! 🤣🤣🤣🤣


I’m just glad I lived in an era where this stuff happened.

Our school was like Fenn Street on the TV show “Please Sir”.

Absolutely fantastic times.