We had a Mr Bates, he was a substitute teacher.

He was Irish and looked like a thin Rab C Nesbit. Everyone thought it was funny to ask if when he was younger he received post that said Master Bates on the envelope. He was squint, one eye looking at you and the other looking for you. We discovered that if you sat in the correct place, then his line of sight was such that he couldn't see who was throwing haribo sweets at him. He used to get well pissed off.

Posted By: NCFC4life, Jun 4, 08:55:01