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An unwelcome uniqueness…

Posted in Memories, Mental Archaeology, School, Sports on Jul 6th, 2010

The next morning I was given two envelopes, one addressed to my Games Master and one addressed to the Headmaster. The one to the Headmaster went to his secretary of course one could hardly expect the man himself to take notice of the trivial matter of a broken Fourth Former. Delivering the other letter to [...]

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The verdict is delivered…

Posted in Health, Memories, Mental Archaeology, School, Sports on Jul 5th, 2010

We finally got in to see the doctor and I was asked to do my customary underpants only performance. I’d looked up scoliosis and didn’t like what I’d read so I sort of forgot to mention it to my parents, hoping that it would go away. It hadn’t gone away, it was the first thing [...]

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Back to the story, life after the RFH…

Posted in Memories, Mental Archaeology, Music, School, Sports on Jun 21st, 2010

This last week has been a bit of a nightmare but, thankfully, the worst is over now. All I’m left with is residual pain, although that’s quite severe enough, and being barred from drinking until next weekend because of a really nasty antibiotics that I’m taking. Anyway, I guess I should get back to the [...]

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An early end to the rugby season…

Posted in Memories, Mental Archaeology, School, Sports on Jun 8th, 2010

The end of the month arrived and we went back to the doctor to be given the news that I could try playing rugby again but, that word again, any problems and I’d be off until the orthopaedic people could see me and make a decision as to what the problem was. The doctor gave [...]

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Nearer to the end of rugby…

Posted in Memories, Mental Archaeology, School, Sports on Jun 7th, 2010

The biggest shock of the scrum disaster was when I got home and reported the injury, as instructed by the school nurse. All set for a long whining session to try and convince my parents that it was a real problem and not me being a sissy, I was completely dumbfounded when they immediately agreed [...]

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The beginning of the end of rugby…

Posted in Memories, Mental Archaeology, School, Sports on May 26th, 2010

Did I say Killer wouldn’t be a happy chap? He was worse than unhappy he was “disappointed” which was always a sure fire way for anybody to get me onto a massive guilt trip. Perhaps if my Headmaster had chosen to be “disappointed” with me 2 years later rather than getting angry things could have [...]

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Music or rugby? No contest really…

Posted in Memories, Mental Archaeology, Music, Sports on May 25th, 2010

There was one remaining ordeal from the rugby debacle which was Monday morning assembly. This was always the longest assembly of the week because the Head would read out all the scores from the preceding weekend’s sporting fixtures. Rugby results started with the all important 1st 15 and then went in descending order so, when [...]

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Further rugby tribulations…

Posted in Memories, Mental Archaeology, Sports on May 22nd, 2010

After showering I sought out my victim and apologised profusely for the brutality of my attack. He, at least, accepted that he’d made a stupid error of judgement and brought disaster on himself. He even managed to laugh about the incident so, under the watchful eye of the Games Master, we shook hands. The advantage [...]

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Don’t mess with an unwilling full back…

Posted in Memories, Mental Archaeology, Sports on May 20th, 2010

It seemed that I was destined to become a brief lived legend in Fourth Form rugby. A few weeks into term the Games Master, for reasons that were completely beyond me, decided to move me from my accustomed place as hooker and try me in the full back position. Being the last, desperate hope for [...]

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