Went to De La Salle ... but did not like the regime

You'd not be alone in that. I had ten years of bloody Brothers and their mates. There can't be that many Woolves around, he was ever so old when I was at St Lukes - possibly as old as 40. That would have him retiring in the mid 80's. My Mum went to St Mary's but that was in the 1920s. She was traumatised when a teacher, pacing up and down between the desks, quietly broke wind near her. She'd never imagined that teachers could have>/i> bottoms.

Let's see. St Luke's- Mr Woolf head, the Harney sisters (one of them traded as Miss Anthony), Mrs Walters, Mr Marsden and the dreaded Miss Ford, though the Brothers had their fangs in me before the last two. Mr Thornton the janitor with his bald head and brown coat, and Mrs Lister the dinner lady. She lined them up in the corridor and marched them where I knew not for dinners, I went home which was just down the road. Massey's pies on Tuesday, Kidd's fish and chips on Friday.

Retournons a nos moutons- no guys and just a staccato pianissimo of fireworks last night, the sort of thing you got at the start of October back in Salford.