My Arch-nemesis
I lived in fear of a Darth Vader-esque school dinner lady who stood me perpetually at the naughty table for refusing to eat mushy peas. An ordeal made worse after I was caught spooning the accursed veg into her wellies. Who, we ask, has wrecked your life?
Thanks to Philly G for the suggestion
( , Thu 29 Apr 2010, 12:01)
I lived in fear of a Darth Vader-esque school dinner lady who stood me perpetually at the naughty table for refusing to eat mushy peas. An ordeal made worse after I was caught spooning the accursed veg into her wellies. Who, we ask, has wrecked your life?
Thanks to Philly G for the suggestion
( , Thu 29 Apr 2010, 12:01)
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I am, though a postgrad now.
Failing to only post this once probably didn't do me any favours.
( , Fri 30 Apr 2010, 18:39, 1 reply)
Not someone I know by name, I'd have probably have seen her about, possibly even shared some seminars, but there's far too many undergrads for me to know them all.
( , Fri 30 Apr 2010, 18:55, closed)
She got a first
Jewish girl, curly black hair, short, a bit crusty
( , Fri 30 Apr 2010, 18:56, closed)
Jewish girl, curly black hair, short, a bit crusty
( , Fri 30 Apr 2010, 18:56, closed)
I have an idea of who you might mean. Hair down to about the middle of her back, always seemed to wear a heavy jumper even in summer. If it's who I'm thinking of, she was in my Merleau Ponty lectures. Far from certain, though.
( , Fri 30 Apr 2010, 19:03, closed)
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