Sex education at school.

Do you remember that?
Diagrams of willies and fannies and words like "aroused" being openly bandied about in the middle of a science lesson. I seem to remember there was very little sniggering going on during all of this, which is probably much to the credit of Mr. Lynas, our science teacher. One wag, and there is always one, said,"Do you ever get aroused, sir?"
"Yes." he answered, without a blink of an eye. "It is a normal and physical reaction."
Maybe it is. But can you picture yourself saying that in front of thirty 12 year-olds?
Well done, Mr. Lynas. He drove a really crap car as I remember, so teachers really must have been badly paid in those days. I don't know how much you would have to pay me to stand up in front of a bunch adolescents and admit that I sometimes get a hard-on, but it would have to be a lot.
I also used to quite regularly get given a lift to school by a teacher, Mr. McCready, who came spluttering along the road in a Citreon 2CV, and stopped to pick me up when I was standing at the bus stop. I bet not many teachers do that these days. I kind of liked it. It taught me something. It taught me that my Dad was an awful lot richer than this guy. For example, my Dad's car looked different on the inside than on the outside. This guy's car was basically just a tin box with a very noisy engine attached to it. I used to love it when the bus turned up before he did. At least the bus had a heater.
He didn't even have a radio, so we had to make shouted conversation over the deafening blare of the 2 horse power engine.
SO WHAT ARE YOU STUDYING AT THE MOMENT?
MACBETH.
WHAT?
MACBETH!
DON'T SAY THAT! IT'S BAD LUCK. YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO SAY THE SCOTTISH PLAY he said as we veered off the road and hit a tree.
No, we didn't really, but it would be a good story if it was true.