@finlaymcdanger wrote:@karlypants wrote:Yes he was.@finlaymcdanger wrote:@karlypants wrote:I have to agree, the teaching when I was there was bloody pathetic, kids ruling the roost.@finlaymcdanger wrote:No chance. Sharples School was a disgrace back when I had to suffer it. Life has been good since I got out of that shit-hole.
A lot of the teachers and staff should have been struck off.
It seems to have cleaned up it's act so to speak and is now a Science specialist college as well now or something and the kids are getting better results now.
Not sure how old you are Karly, and I'm sure I'm old enough to be your Dad, but was that wanker Mr. Twigg (Maths) still there when you went?
I am 31 BTW.
He tortured me. I was shit at maths so my Mum and Dad made me go to private maths lessons to make sure I passed my O-Level. That cocksucker announced it to the entire class every single time I walked into one of his lessons. You can probably image shit I took.
Swore blind he was having an affair with Gail Tilsley(?) from Coronation Street too. Used to tell us that he had a flat in Manchester where he met her once a week.
What a COCK!
If you're 31 Karly you'll probably remember Mr Altdorf, AKA the scouse umpa lumpa.
A few more names the Sharples lads might remember:
Mr Mitton - geography teacher, nice guy, but everyone was shit scared of him because you never knew when he'd have a nervous breakdown and shout and throw stuff like a maniac. I think he was a big Bolton fan so he might well be reading.
Mr Gething - I think he'd been there longer than the school so you should know him.
Mr Robinson - English teacher. Retired now and seems to spend his life in Hope and Anchor on Chorley Old Road.
Mr Leggett - good bloke.
Mr Singadia - mad science teacher.