Shakespeare

[Theland]

Isn't it child cruelty to force Shakespeare on kids who have no time for it, struggle with it, fail it, and after leaving school never revisit it.
Why?

[Theland]

A real test:- in your day to day life bring up the subject of Shakey. Look for the response.
The postman, bin man check out girl, bus driver, ANYBODY and report back.

[1ozzy]

Much ado about nothing

[Mamyalynne]

My Father was a Postman and a very clever man too.

[1ozzy]

A man of letters?

[Theland]

Ineth and outeth of Ye ozzyeth.

[kvalidir]

That would depend who you were and who you know though Theland, you'd generally get a very interesting conversation out of 90% of the people I know and 90% of the people they know most likely, out of your friends I have no idea, but just because something isn't relevant to you don't assume it isn't to anyone else or that they are not 'real people' because it is, that's just absurd.

[Mamyalynne]

You have it 1ozzy x

[Theland]

Dad was a soldier, fireman, merchant seaman, and factory worker. Self educated and clever. Never needed or wanted Shakey

[Mamyalynne]

Choice.

[Theland]

Culture? Home from work, dinner, bit of tv, quick pint with mum then bed to do it all over again.
No Shakey.

[Theland]

Michael Gove wanted to intensify Shakey studies.
A joke! Would not know how to do a days hard graft and feed family on minimum wage.

[tonyav]

My dad was a foundry mon, if you had asked ( or is that axed ) him who Shakespeare was he'd have probably said that he played for the Wolves when he was a kid.

[kvalidir]

Nothing less attractive than inverted snobbery Theland, you're reminding me of that Monty Python sketch 'When I were a lad...'

[shoota]

Better off dropping R.E....

[tonyav]

I did and took extra metalwork in the forth year, shoota.

[Theland]

Tony - exactly. Our betters seem to know what is best for us.

[tonyav]

Our betters seem to know what is best for us.

They always do, Theland.

[Theland]

Kvaldir - how insulting.
Not at all.
Living in the real world.

[Theland]

Ye have thrust thy bodkin into my very soul!