Welcome to the page that alienates a large proportion of my readership.
This page is dedicated to the place that made me what I am today: Bristol Cathedral School.
(Obviously, I don't mean that I AM Bristol Cathedral School, that was just rather badly phrased).
Hopefully, this should provide me with some therapy, allow me to commit some memories to print before I forget them, and maybe if I'm really lucky, someone might find some of this entertaining (and possibly familiar).
You can visit any of these fascinating sections:
How my teachers affected me
My friends and colleagues
Stories of my time at BCS
Of course, if you're just going to complain about grammar, you can go back to the beginning.