Were You Taught By A Wobber Schoolteacher?

[Warren t claim]

Do you remember what your teachers drove to school?

Primary school. 1975/80.

Mr Almond. Gold 1968 FD Victor 2300. Doubtless bought because it was a decent tow car and he had a boat.

Miss Pine. Pre '63 Anglia which suffered starting issues meaning she was often late in the morning and was usually having to be jump started at 3.30pm.

Headmaster Mr Martin. Owned an M plate Maxi 1500.

Middle school. 1980/82.

Mr Hill. A blue Triumph 1300. LUN353F. Replaced with an Avenger estate.

Mr Shaw. A stern cunt and drove an early, Speke built TR7. Totally out of character.

Mr Harris. A hit with the ladies, he first had a Skoda 110 followed by a Scirocco, white Mk3 Escort 1100L and then an early XR3.

Mr Cook. A super early Hyundai Pony.

Senior School. 1982/88.

Mr Mitchell. Headmaster. 1982 Volvo 240 and a two cylinder Visa.

Mr Byrne. Art teacher. Fiat 128. He was a big cunt, ex wrestler and the first teacher I had a bare knuckle with.

Mr Fenna. Art teacher. Mk3 Cortina. I read of his sad passing on Friends Reunited a decade ago. When I picked up his widow a couple of years ago I passed on my condolences. She burst out laughing and said she'd pass them on to him over dinner that night!

Mr Vic Thompson. My deputy head of house. Mk5 Cortina 2.0 GL in Stratos Silver. We fucking hated each other. When I was sitting my English O Level he walked up to me in the exam hall and whispered in my ear "remember remember, you'll be resitting this in November". He was right too! I made it into the 6th form on the back of getting A's in maths and physics. On my first day in 6th form he dragged to to one side and told me that "You're only here because you can fucking count".

Mr Wilde. Maths teacher. Blue 1980 Marina 1700 HL.

Mrs Lawrence. Technical Drawing. Silver E30 316 two door. Quite a MILF and well worth dropping a pencil in class for.

[mercrocker]

1st Year Primary 1964 - Miss Hollingberry. No car.
2nd Year Primary 1965 - Miss Pennicott A35 van then Morris Minor which she never ever seemed to get the hang of the clutch on.
I've already mentioned elsewhere the supply teacher with an NSU Prinz.

1st Year Junior 1966 - Miss Webb. No car.
2nd Year Junior 1967 - Mr Kelly. Ford Anglia. I met Mr Kelly some 20 years later when we were both into bikes, he had a seriously hanging T120...
3rd Year Junior 1968 - Mr Schofield. No car.
4th Year Junior 1969 - Mrs Munt. Horrid cow but nice tits. Hillman Imp.
There was a Miss Kemp who taught some other lucky lads - she had a brown suede miniskirt and a lime yellow Simca 1501. Phwoar.


Started secondary school in 1970.
English - Langford (Mr and Mrs). Pair of cunts, she had an Anglia he had a nice 2000E Corsair but traded it for a Billy Bunter. Twat.
Maths - Mr Clements. Hillman Husky followed by a grey Landcrab.
Geography - Madman Williams (LHD Cortina with column change) and Mrs Lilley - Commer Cob but often arrived pillion on husband's Commando Interstate.
German - Mr Harris. Renault 10 then a Landcrab
French - Mrs Wright, can't remember what, if anything, she drove but husband sometimes picked her up in a Lotus Elan.
Physics - Mrs Mogg, I don't think she had a car but she was French (Mogg the Frog) so probably something gallic and slow.
Chemistry - Mr Mawson. If he did have a car it would have been a right shed.
Biology - Mrs Dye, Mini Clubman
Headmistress Mrs Dunn had an automatic Opel Ascona A
Headmaster Mr Astley - Morris 1100 MkIII then a Marina
Woodwork Mr Richards, Mk3 Cortina Estate followed by a Volvo 145E

There were other teachers who did not end up taking any of my classes - Woggy Warren had a Scimitar (he wasn't black, just a bit tanned), some Art fella whose name I forget had a Ginetta and there was Bionic Bamford (had a tin leg) who had converted Minis with stalks and hand controls sprouting everywhere. Mr Rosen the deputy head was a serial Viva licker and Billy Bevan the gym bloke only ever had a Light Blue Mk1 Escort.

An enormous fat woman who taught Needlework used to come to school in a Mini Moke and literally hung out of the side of it. I watched her get out of it once - nearly turned me gay.

We had a Technical Drawing teacher who was closest to being a motor enthusiast - alternated between a Messerscmitt and immaculate very late P4 Rover 110. He was the fella who scored a J Type Bedford for the "remedial" class to learn mechanical skills on.

Best-car-at-the-school prize went to one of the Lab Technicians who used to drive her husband's Ermine White MKIII Zodiac Executive to school.

[bub2006]

Mr Byrne. Art teacher. Fiat 128. He was a big cunt, ex wrestler and the first teacher I had a bare knuckle with.

Who won?

[bub2006]

Primary school 1993 to 1998
Mr harden (yes my dad laughed) lada niva. We went on a youth club visit and he took a few of us greenlaning
Mrs stirland a 1992 renault savanna
Miss Richardson 1980 ford fiesta ghia
Cant remember much else.
Secondary school was a bit more memorable 1998 to 2003
Mr lindsay,tall gangly gobby cunt who threatened me numerous times because I told him he had a bowel haircut drove an early e46 couple but he didnt start till I was in year 11
Mrs Gregory my English teacher had a ssangyong musso then replaced it with a brand new fiat punto.
Mr healiss was a complete nutter. Said it how it was and never gave two shits to anyone owned a G plate corolla which he used to do handbrake turns in car park with.
Mr Thorne the d and t teacher had a J reg volvo 240,he also owned a caravan.
Mr foster had a F plate 740 GL
My form tutor was a Moroccan fella called mr amar. He was in his mad 40s to early 50s and mad as a box of frogs. Owned a succession of shonky old motors but some which stay in my kind were 2 mk1 bx, early 80s rx7 and he then bought my dads Peugeot 505 2.2 GTI automatic.
Mr Wright owned a rag top series land rover.

[christine]

Paul Lewis ...yeah , he that's on telly and Money Box , doing financial matters .. Well, he was my maths teacher . He drove an Austin 1800 or a Citroen DS . Head master drove a Wolsley 2200

[AMCrebel]

fuck me some of you lot have mad memory skillz, innit?

I only remember - Primary school - Mr Gathercole - he drove a big old thing that was probably some kind of Jag - I was fascinated by the rear number plate which appeared to be perspex and illuminated from behind a bit like they used to have on buses and coaches.

The head, Mr Simnet was a grade A fucking cunt - he had a French Canadian wife and drove a nearly new Renault 12. I hated that cunt, but I was amazed at the little levers either side of the headlamps of his R12 to adjust the levels for carrying heavy loads.

Secondary school - Our Woodwork/TD teacher drove a nearly new Moskvich 412 - the chrome was already peeling off the rusty front bumper. I thought he had it cos it was a cheap new car but maybe he was a communist.

Oh, and the only other one I remember was our Geog teacher, Mr Plampin, a devout Christian who drove a MK4 Cortina estate as if he stole it - I assume he wasn't worried about dying as he'd booked a slot in the hereafter.

I do recall a few Milf Teachers - no clue what car they drove though.

[CLINT]

Amongst the dross, the ones I remember are my primary school headteacher had a blue Porsche 928 with her name on it. DEV11T I think it was. Would have been nearly new at the time.

French teacher at high school had an early BX in the orange beige they came in.

One teacher, can't remember the name, she taught the special kids, had a mk3 Escort in Wedgewood blue. The back end was stoved in and was for all the time I was there.

One beardy hippy teacher had a 2CV. He wore sandals obviously. He ended up being the mayor of Bewdley.

One teacher, proper prick of a teacher had a classic Beetle. Never liked the things anyway but this confirmed it for me that they were driven by pricks.

[AMCrebel]

Just remembered a couple more - a Physics teacher who had a Saab 96 Estate with four massive Cibie rally lights on the front - and another Physics teacher who all the girls fancied drove a mk3 Crapi.

[treehugger]

Don't remember seeing any of them driving, but remember Mr oldroyd my final year teacher at primary school saying he used to drive a hillman hunter, and that somebody else had it locally, still on the road. Think this was 1984,the year I left. Used to see the car around for years after that.

[mercrocker]

It is funny what else comes to mind after sleeping on it.....

Miss Harvey, the headmistress at Infant school used to drive a Mini to school and park it in the school garage. The building was actually what the greenkeeper used when the school was a golf club before the war. She only lived in the next street so the car must have been absolutely fucked.

At Junior school I clearly recall a plethora of Anglias - three of them were the same blue with white roof (Mr Cross, Miss Ferguson and Mr Kelly) but there were others. A classmate and I were comparing sidelight arrangements one day as he didn't believe me about there being three types. I must have been a fucking anorak then as well.

Headmaster at Juniors was a Farina man - he had an A60 Countryman followed by an Oxford saloon.

There are a couple more I remember from senior days - Mr Barber, one of the PE teachers, had a doom blue sad-face Renault 4. He dinged the front end and they fitted the later full-width grille type of bonnet. Few people noticed but me! Miss Field had a Damask Red Riley Elf and somebody said she was painting it with her lipstick in the car park. She wasn't - it was one of those new-fangled Dupli-Color touch-up pens and there was BMC dust coming out round the front wing flanges. Fat lot of good a touch up stick would do....

Mr Clark the metalwork geezer had a MkII Landcrab, I remember wobbling about in front of him on my bike to piss him off. He blew his horn twice - but the second time it stuck on and made him look a twat. He would have assaulted me with his steel ruler had he found out who I was.
Soon after he chopped in the Crab for a full-cream Capri 2000GTXLR in Amber Gold.

Mr Howard who taught the remedial class Marine Studies (basically fucking about in dinghies and VHF radio lessons) had a Volvo Amazon with a "121" number plate which I thought was cool (but again few others noticed....)

To be perfectly honest, I hated school. Only the middle two years at Juniors were any pleasure and one of those was down to Pete Kelly who taught us the solar system, WW2 Allied aeroplanes, how to wire a plug (we were 8!) and encouraged us to make shit up for our daily "News" books instead of detailing the boring lives we actually lived. As I said in my earlier post, I met Pete a couple of decades later down at our local British Bike shop, he was on a knackered T120 Bonneville with American chopper bars and tasselled seat and he was wearing a German helmet!