Monday, 19 September 2011
'DUNCANRIG DOUGIE' - A TRIBUTE...
As the saying goes, Mr. Smith was a 'good egg'. I remember him telling me one day, "Gordon, some of the other teachers say that they regard you as a difficult pupil, but I find that as long as I don't try and make you do anything you don't want to, then you're no trouble at all."
Which is not to suggest that I was a troublemaker of any sort, but I was a daydreamer. If I wasn't doodling on the covers or margins of my school jotters then I was staring out a window off into space, lost in my own little world. Mr. Smith was wise enough to realize that it was better to leave me there, rather than try and compel me to apply myself to a subject I had no interest in, or, indeed, aptitude for. Unlike another teacher (whose name escapes me, otherwise I would readily identify the guilty party), who once gave me 'six of the best' for my inability to master the intricacies of an Algebra equation.
Here's to you, Dougie. Hope you're hale and hearty.
And below, in all their unretouched glory, are the four illustrations drawn with a black ink BIC biro in a blank jotter on a lazy afternoon in Mr. Smith's Maths class all those years ago. Nothing brilliant by any means, but while I indulged myself, my classmates had to get on with doing their sums. I wonder if I'm the only pupil ever to get paid for doing something else during school hours?
Posted by Kid at Monday, September 19, 2011