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Blame it on Beckham

I've become a narrow-minded Dinosaur!

This morning, I was sitting in the Doctor's surgery waiting for a cortisone injection for my damaged shoulder and next to me was a teenager, possibly sixth form, from my old school. What stunned me, was not so much the wreck of his tie, my generation of '74' were equally rebellious and not even the long sideburns, we invented them in the seventies but something far worse, a large diamond earring!

In my day, we could be sent home for breaching school uniform regulations by wearing anti-social red socks or the 'Bofor' boots favoured by the small skinhead thugs, who quite possible grew-up into large skinhead thugs before becoming respectable local citizens or holidaying at Her Majesty's pleasure but diamond earrings, I ask you? Blame it on Beckham!

My Alma Mater

Mind you, his mother wore a nose stud so perhaps it's a congenital fashion but maybe it's time that schools simply gave up on the idea of uniforms. As everyone now has 'rights' enshrined by law, there's no point in attempting to maintain a dress code in anything but the private school system, where the parents can be counted upon to support the schools efforts. As for the Dinosaurs, soon we'll be extinct and nobody will remember what school uniforms looked like outside of old reruns of the BBC children's series, Grange Hill, which was a principal catalyst in destroying respect for the standards held by the education system, here in the UK. Posted by Hello

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