Disco here at four o'clock

With a theme!
Now get on with your work or there'll be no Vimto for you.

What's the Theme Sir?

With the common room away at the Teacher's festival, can we let the weirdos, goths, greebos and spooks at the decks? How about an indiefest?

smurphy | 27 June 2008 - 2:48pm

You'll just have to wait until four...

....young fellow-me-lad.

David Hepworth | 27 June 2008 - 2:52pm

A theme? How tantilising...

... Methinks you are toying with us, Mr. H.

Nicodemus | 27 June 2008 - 3:50pm

Yes sir,

sorry sir.

smurphy | 27 June 2008 - 2:55pm

Come here boy

Shouldn't you be in a lesson?

David Hepworth | 27 June 2008 - 2:57pm

Forgot my kit Sir.

On account of me lungs. Allergic to wintergreen sir.

smurphy | 27 June 2008 - 2:59pm

But sir

I've got "Friday On My Mind"

Beany | 27 June 2008 - 3:04pm

Please Sir

Beany should be in Divinity. He hasn't got a note Mr Hepworth Sir.

smurphy | 27 June 2008 - 3:12pm

smurphy

your a grass

Leedsboy | 27 June 2008 - 3:18pm

Today's Assembly reading..........

"Now two boys have been found rubbing linseed oil into the school cormorant. Now some of you may feel that the cormorant does not play an important part in the life of the school, but I would remind you that it was presented to us by the corporation of the Town of Sudbury to commemorate Empire Day, when we try to remember the names of all those from the Sudbury area who so gallantly gave their lives to keep China British. So from now on, the cormorant is strictly OUT OF BOUNDS. Oh and Jenkins? Apparently your mother died this morning. Chaplain? ”

From Monty Python's Meaning of Life.

Steve Hill | 27 June 2008 - 3:19pm

Smurphy

You blinking rotter. I'll get my sister on you

Beany | 27 June 2008 - 3:19pm

Sir, some of the boys are getting restless sir...

There's talk of a theme sir and some of the boys are worried they're not wearing the right clothes sir. Sir the boys have asked me to ask you if we can go home and get changed sir.

The Pardoner | 27 June 2008 - 3:26pm

Form an orderly queue

And answer your names when Mr Atkinson calls them out.

David Hepworth | 27 June 2008 - 3:32pm

I'll Say I'm A Grass!

Sir, I saw Beany minor put ink in the school fishtank and turn the goldfish blue. Sir, he was laughing about it at prep sir. And he's got gaspers Sir. Polish your fountain pen Sir?

smurphy | 27 June 2008 - 3:42pm

Well then...

I've got my Soft Cell records sir, just in case.

Beany | 27 June 2008 - 3:47pm

Sir, please Sir,

My father has everything Perry Como ever did on record, Sir. I could be there and back on my chopper in minutes.

smurphy | 27 June 2008 - 3:51pm

Gosh! I say

5 minutes. It's so exciting I can hardly draw this educational picture of Miss Mossman in the back of my French book. I say, it is rather good.

smurphy | 27 June 2008 - 3:54pm

Murphy

Hand that in. And whatever you're chewing spit it in the bin.

David Hepworth | 27 June 2008 - 3:55pm

Yes Sir

Sorry sir. Blotting paper sir. Beany made me.

smurphy | 27 June 2008 - 3:59pm
The Pardoner | 27 June 2008 - 3:59pm
David Hepworth | 27 June 2008 - 4:03pm

I Can't Dance

Sadly always miss the disco at four, so will have to make do now. Hoping poor dancers are welcome on the dance floor.

David Wright | 27 June 2008 - 5:46pm