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From the age of eleven, school and I did not get along. To put it mildly. I did have this one teacher though - the French teacher - who was exceptionally good. He had cerebral palsy, and was almost entirely paralysed down his right side. He'd had a tough childhood, and as a result he wouldn't tolerate bullying, or anybody being made fun of. The slightest suggestion of something like that going on, and he would descend out of the heavens like an avenging angel. It was spectacular to witness. A quiet man usually - except when teaching, when he would stand on the nearest table, and sing loudly in French, just on the off chance that it might help - he could, admittedly, be a trifle unpredictable. My first lesson with him, on my very first day at that school, in September of '86, he explained about his condition, and why that was. And fair enough. He was great though. You knew somebody had your back when he was around.

I mention him because he quit at Easter of '87. Can't say as I blame him. He had a heck of a brain, and could learn a new language in the time that it takes most people to tie their shoes. He went off to become a bigwig in publishing, and last I heard he was travelling all over the globe, with a new language to learn every weekday, and probably another couple every weekend just for the hell of it. But life was a lot less fun from then onwards. For those of us on one side of things, anyway. He'll be sixty-five by now, and wherever he is, I hope that age isn't being as unkind to him as it very likely might.

What happened current affairs-wise in '87? I remember Hess dying, locked away in Spandau prison. And I remember Myra Hindley and Ian Brady being in the news, because the body of one of their victims was found, all those years after the fact. And there was a General Election, which Gordon the Gopher stood in. I don't remember what party he was representing! The British public, in their wisdom, elected Thatcher again though, thereby proving that the British public can't really be trusted with democracy. Terry Waite, the Archbishop of Canterbury's special envoy to Beirut, disappeared into the same black hole that had swallowed Brian Keenan and John McCarthy. He came back in 1991, a few months after McCarthy did. And then came October, and there absolutely wasn't going to be a storm! And we woke up the next morning to discover that all of the trees had blown down. Whoops.

The best song of 1987?

Or maybe that's this one?

My favourite Pet Shop Boys song:

And this arrived on the telly:

Small rendering only, 'cause it's rubbish quality. Probably somebody found it on a dodgy VHS! Amazing that it was so long ago.


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Dec. 4th, 2015 06:40 pm (UTC)
Your teacher sounds super cool. <3

Ahh, Pet Shop Boys! Love them. :D
Dec. 5th, 2015 05:06 am (UTC)
He was awesome. :) And yes, Pet Shop Boys are excellent. They were particularly good in the 80s.
Dec. 4th, 2015 09:39 pm (UTC)
These memory posts are amazing. I am envious of your memory! I remember a few significant events as they relate to me and that's it. It's one reason I try to keep posting to LJ, otherwise everything just disappears.
Dec. 5th, 2015 05:08 am (UTC)
That's interesting. My whole family seems to have almost total recall, and I'm a black hole in comparison. I've always thought that I have the worst memory. Nice to know it's not quite the worst! ;)
Dec. 5th, 2015 06:23 am (UTC)
1987! I can remember nearly all these things now (I was 10). Well, not your teacher obviously, who sounds like an amazing teacher to have.

Going Live! was definitely the best out of all the Saturday morning things they made. (Not that I'm biased because of it being the one I was exactly the right age for; it was just clearly the best. Although sad because Philip had to leave the broom cupboard, but I suppose you can't stay in the broom cupboard with your glove puppet for the whole of your life, really...)
Dec. 5th, 2015 08:46 am (UTC)
I didn't mind Phillip leaving the Broom Cupboard all that much, as I thought that Andy Crane was very good. Didn't like Andi Peters much though, when Andy eventually left. Although in all fairness I probably shouldn't have been watching anymore by then anyway!

"Going Live!" was properly good. Very, very well put together show. Bits turn up on YT every so often, and it's fun to see 'stars' being interviewed who have since vanished completely into oblivion!
Dec. 5th, 2015 09:17 am (UTC)
That teacher sounds pretty awesome.

Do you remember the dates or did you have to look them up? I mean - I knew Hess died sometime in the 80s but I wouldn't have known the exact year.
Dec. 5th, 2015 11:03 am (UTC)
The Keenan/McCarthy/Waite stuff I know. Hess I know died in '87, but I couldn't tell you when! The super high winds of October '87 are kind of a big thing in Britain, so I knew that. That storm still gets talked about a lot now. The Hindley/Brady thing I knew was round about this time, but there was something about them in the press again recently, which reminded me. I wouldn't have known when it was otherwise.
Dec. 5th, 2015 12:19 pm (UTC)
What an ace sounding teacher. I am imagining him with actual wings (too much 'Good Omens' I think):)

'Going Live' was it really so long ago? 'Live and Kicking' wasn't a patch on it.

I remember the songs better than the news. And the music videos. The Pet Shop Boys were number one every week it seemed.
Dec. 5th, 2015 05:24 pm (UTC)
Yes, it was really so long ago! Phillip with brown hair still. Even Gordon's gone grey now.
Dec. 7th, 2015 05:42 am (UTC)
the British public can't really be trusted with democracy.
I don't think the British public really likes democracy, at this point, tbh. A nation of lickspittle forelock-tuggers and serfs, not shopkeepers, really. A natural servility flows in the blood. One can only imagine what the suffragettes and the Tolpuddle Martyrs would make of us. They'd probably emigrate.

Blooming royal baby headlines everywhere you go, it makes me feel ill.
Dec. 7th, 2015 06:06 pm (UTC)
Painful though it is to admit it, I think you must be right. I thought 1987 was mad enough, and re-electing Thatcher, but re-electing Cameron?! I am considering sending the country back, and asking for a refund.
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