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| Summary | Mean Boy |
Wooller was a first year famous for his always getting into meaningless fights. As a result, every day when he entered the common room for morning assembly all the boys would goad him by chanting "Woooooooooller", which would set him off. Even the prefects and some of the younger housemasters would join in.
Eventually, any expression of anger by anyone would be met with "Don't go James" or "That's fucking Wooller."
Wooller only lasted a year, but this slang term persists among people who knew him to this day. I have probably used it at least three times a week for the last 15 years.
Eventually, any expression of anger by anyone would be met with "Don't go James" or "That's fucking Wooller."
Wooller only lasted a year, but this slang term persists among people who knew him to this day. I have probably used it at least three times a week for the last 15 years.
We used to wind up a small but violent first year called James Lloyd Wooller using a similar method. We would start in the morning by groaning "Woooooooooooller" when he entered the common room for morning assembly. Even the prefects and some of the younger housemasters would join in. If, or rather when, he responded in anger, he would be met with mock-stern shouts of "James!" or "Lloyd!", which would set him off even more.
This ritual humiliation probably made more of an impression on us than it did on him - Wooller only lasted a year before being expelled, but me and many of my old schoolfriends (now well into our mid-20s) continue to respond to any expression of anger or irritation with "OK, don't go James" or "That's fucking Lloyd". Even my mum still says it.
This ritual humiliation probably made more of an impression on us than it did on him - Wooller only lasted a year before being expelled, but me and many of my old schoolfriends (now well into our mid-20s) continue to respond to any expression of anger or irritation with "OK, don't go James" or "That's fucking Lloyd". Even my mum still says it.
Lamposting is a boarding school thing. If someone is lying in bed, you simply grab the foot of their bed and lift it up against the wall, trapping them vertically and upside down. It was rampant at my school until they refurbished the dorms with new, heavy-bottomed beds. I don't know if this was in direct response to the lamping epidemic.
"Pussychomps" was the nickname given to a nice but slightly gawky kid called Christos. I asked someone where it came from once and received the Zen-like reply: "Because he's a pussy, and he likes Chomps."