I remember Woodward cutting the boy's hair in his office and giving them a Woody special. Our year only had one blinkin' school trip because of the teachers' strikes, to Blackpool Pleasure Beach. It was special - I've got a photo somewhere with our kiss me quick hats and our radical two-fingered salutes. Another horrific memory for us pubescent girls was having to wear those horrible leotards for dance and gym - trying to hide the huge sanitary towels that we had on. Mr Lynne made us jump up and downwith our eyes closed - very dodgy?? |