Mr Davies the biology teacher..
..the man was a marvel. I had him once a week for GCSE biology (a subject I went on to get my worst grade for) and 90% of the time all the student had to do was sit quietly daydreaming while this incredible man strutted around the room, flailing a stick to gesticulate randomly, and going through the entire syllabus at manic, breathless pace. He had a mane of thick red hair, sort of trained back so it looked like a madman's afro; his eyes were wild, staring in all directions at once; he bounced around like a vaudeville compere; and if you had the power to concentrate you'd (theoretically) get the entire syllabus learned in an hour and a half.

I suppose he thought that a reductive "teaching from the syllabus" would distract attention from his unfortunate habit of drinking half a bottle of Irish whisky by midday. He kept it under his desk.

The man was always completely soused. I do wonder what became of him, even though he taught me precious little in the way of biology.
(raymond "three griddle pans" luxury yacht lovin' the christmas action, Thu 29 Jan 2009, 17:14, 1 reply)

'staring in all directions at once'
Excellent.

*click*
( chickenlady b3ta's very own Elizabeth Taylor, Thu 29 Jan 2009, 19:07, closed)