On the train into work this morning, I saw someone who looked sort of like someone I was at school with. Now, simple logic dictates that it can’t be him, but I still stared at him for several minutes. No wonder people think I’m strange.
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On the train into work this morning, I saw someone who looked sort of like someone I was at school with. Now, simple logic dictates that it can’t be him, but I still stared at him for several minutes. No wonder people think I’m strange.
22nd May 2004 at 1:41 pm
Who was it?
22nd May 2004 at 10:45 pm
Alexander Szczesniak, he of the surname with an awesome number of consonants. He left MTS after GCSEs and went onto a 6th Form College, as I recall.
As I said, it can’t be him. He lived (and presumably still lives) in Southport, so why would he travelling (wearing a pink shirt, no less) at the wrong end of the Northern Line during the morning rush hour? And I’m sure he’d be at university anyway.
No other ex-MTS people I’ve spoken to remember him, so I’m starting to wonder if he was a figment of my imagination.
29th May 2004 at 3:38 pm
No, I remember him. He was rather unfairly allowed to enter (and win) a French Speaking competition at MTS, despite being fluent in French. Bastard.
Did you have to look up his surname to be able to spell it, or was that from memory? 😉
29th May 2004 at 11:35 pm
No, sadly enough, it was from memory 🙂
You may think he was a bastard, but I remember him as one of the good guys. Having said that, I’ve mentally blocked out a sizeable chunk of my teenage years, so I may be recalling incorrectly…
31st May 2004 at 2:56 pm
Nah, I was only calling him a bastard because he won that competition, when his entry in it rendered the whole thing pretty much pointless.
I tend to remember little injustices like that, I do.
But he was alright, as I recall.
31st May 2004 at 4:21 pm
Seb your a gimp