Unofficial Christ's Hospital Forum

There was a series of posts on it in the last few days..can't find it though. Uniform is now only for lessons, marching and outside events. Breakfast and lunch too. Not tea though...

Also for Theatre stuff, when the event is open to the public...

Jolyon wrote:

Ruthie-Baby wrote:

sport! wrote:Dominatrix?

Steady...!

*Jolyon gets this dreamy look in his eyes imaging Ruth dress in.....*

Shudder

My innocent ears are being subjected to the nast of the world around me...

Well, we don't wear uniform constantly anymore...we dirty our own clothes...

Hendrik wrote:bitch isn't a swear word. neither is sod, bästard, blöody. whatever JT may think to the contrary.

Yes, well, when you put yer funny little : (but the other way round)...

Richard Ruck wrote:

darthmaul wrote:

J.R. wrote: No ! She's just naturally 'windy'

(I was going to say flatulant, but it isn't the word of the day ! )

Flatulent, dear.

Referring to J.R. as 'dear'??

His photo endears him...

Matrons in houses habitually possess a few coats still. My experience is that of the new houses, where these would hang up in full view and easy access in the middle-ladies room which runs off the right of Matron's office (which of course is now on the top floor of the houses).

J.R. wrote:

Ruthie-Baby wrote:Does she eat beans?

No ! She's just naturally 'windy'

(I was going to say flatulant, but it isn't the word of the day ! )

Flatulent, dear.

In my day (I sound old) there was a few nurses, a head nurse (a sister?) Mrs Avenell (who was kind of in charge of the sicker) Jon the ambulance man, the dentist and the orthodontist... The doctors came from Horsham Park surgery but the 'head' doctor for the school was Kazia(spl?) Isn't my quiche n...

I feel suddenly refined,
My speech sounds clear and defined
In comparison to
The saf landan gramoo
That makes our fair land much maligned.

No idea

None of mine I suspect.

YOUNG Dave did I hear you call?
That's wrong, a misprint, a fall.
He is mature in his ways,
A sure sign of a**
And keeps us all sane in his thrall.

Yo man, wassup how u doon?
Cool dude, I'm liking your toon.
Get into the beat
The word on da street
Is dat your rhymes fly me over da moon

The code of the rhyme had me thrown
My youth had not seen this small moan
That the last one must match
The first second, and catch
The pair in a little black gown