School Games.

Well I never, was just recounting a couple of excellent games that we used to play when we were at school to my mum last night. The more I thought on it, the more I realised how BRILLIANT they were!! See, we didn't have compooters or mobile phones to paralyse us and make us sit and stare and dribble, we were sprightly and full of old fashioned mischief! So, to ensure that they are recorded for posterity, I shall include some here, Biggsy, alert me if I forget one!

The name game
A classic game, and perhaps the first that really took off? I think that we invented it on a coach to Bath on a Latin trip, born of the fact that all the boys at our school were mostly called Tom, Simon, David, Rob and some other one. The basis simply involved roaring one of these names down the length of the coach 'Toooommm, Tom, Tooom' then whoever turned around you say 'NOoot Youu' in an curt and impatient way, as if they are wasting your time. You continue with all of the people of said name.
This developed later into the 'Rose' game, which was slightly crueller, and sprung from the discovery that the learning support teacher was called Rose, so it involved ensuring I was walking near to her so alex and maria could shout 'Rose, Roosssee'. bit mean that.

Distraction
This involved 'distracting' Miss Cleaver, our Latin teacher, by suggesting that Roman inventions such as aquaducts, were rubbish, thus sending her into a furious frenzy of explanation, which would last an hour, and ensuring that we didn't have to do any work for the whole lesson.

Book dropping
A brief game that involved dropping your massive maths text book in the corridor to see if any of the boys would be gentlemanly enough to pick it up. This ended when Simon Shipp was the only responant and swifly threw it out of the window.

Books and Fan
Alex and I sat in front of an electric fan in French, at the very front, we would then line up all of our books, text books, writing books in such a way that as the fan rotated the pages all did a mexican wave constantly, thus, amusing us and annoying Madame Brown, who had some kind of nervous breakdown and threw chocolate raisins at our class, I hope she's ok now, she was actually very sweet!

Stealing stuff
This was the daily ritual of seeing if you could remove all of the things from Alex's pencil case without her noticing, so that when she arrived at her next lesson it was empty. Provided suprising hours of amusement!!

Kicking posts
This was a great game, perfect for its impact and simplicity. It involved kicking anything in front of you, mainly posts in the playground that held up the outdoor roof bit, and as you kicked it to creat a loud noise, simultaneously throwing your head back and mimicking terrible pain, as if you had run into said post. Everyone nearby then thinks you're thick. great fun.

oooohh, there are so many more... I have no doubt this has been boring to read, but it's been fun to remember!!!ahahahaaaa!!
funny that Alex told me there's a ten year reunion today. I'm living closer to the school, than I was when I was there!argh!!! But not for long at least!

Oh well, best be off. They're indulging in a ritual of serious distress and humiliation here today that involves children whose parents haven't paid the fees up-to-date being refused entry to their lessons and dragged to the library to face a panel of bursars.
Perhaps that's what's making me remember Netherhall so fondly.