Great minds think alike Ian!!
The teacher we had was a right nasty sod. He used to give us the cane across the wrist, so it was all out warfare with him.
There was a colliery nearby & the water used to get pumped out of the coal seams into a stream at the back of our school.....don`t know who did it... but the car ended it`s life upside down in all that lovely black water....
Cheers,
Kev