Weymouth Grammar School 1978–1980
Not feeling disposed to
entering the "real world" (something that prevails to this day), I thought I’d
stay on at WGS in the sixth form just to hang out in the Common Rooms and (some
may be painfully reminded here) commandeer the record deck to spin interminable
disco 12 inchers at ear-splitting volume. I lasted nearly one term before being unceremoniously booted out by
sixth form tutor Mr Jacobs, spending the next few months either on the
dole or on YOP schemes, before reluctantly entering the local Civil Service.
However, I actually made more
friends through WGS once I had left the place, through the newly-discovered and
mutually appreciated joys of imbibing alcohol, and still got invited to (or maybe
gatecrashed) WGS-related social events. And of course I also had (along with the
late lamented Woody) the disco gear, which was engaged on several occasions for
the infamous Chickerell Village Hall Parties…
Ross tells us how many birds he's "pull"ed...and what's his other hand up to?!?
John Travolta move over...
Dinger gets a dunking...
DJ Craig entertains a couple of his admirers...
new kids in town...
is that sign held aloft referring to Annie?
if proof were ever needed that 6th form uniforms should never have been abolished... (photo: Paul Bishop)
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