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'''Timothy John Hughes''' | '''Timothy John Hughes''' was a teacher of Religious Education and Physical Education at [[Boston Grammar School]] (1966-1970). | ||
== The wrong title == | |||
''An account by [[John Simpson]] (BGS 1968-1970)'' | |||
The year would have been 1968 or '69, the form was 1S or 2A and my Nemesis was Tim Hughes, instructor of religion. Tim was recounting a ditty from the Bible about a guy with a damaged or deformed hand. My sketchiness now reflects accurately the attention I was paying then. Tim set the homework, and surprise, surprise, it was to retell, in our own words, the day's story. He even gave us the title. In the next lesson, our masterpieces had been marked and Tim wandered round handing the exercise books back, until he came to me… | |||
"Where did you get your title?" he asked. "Everyone else has the same one except you." | |||
"It's what you said." I replied. "What has everyone called it?" | |||
"The man with a withered hand". | |||
My title, which had seemed silly to me as I had done my homework, "The man with a red hand", suddenly turned me into the boy with a very red face. | |||
I burst out laughing and picked up the inevitable detention. | |||
==See Also== | |||
*[[:Boston Grammar School Staff]] | |||
*[[:Boston Grammar School Under 13 Football Team 1968-69]] | |||
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Latest revision as of 00:30, 28 March 2021
| Timothy John Hughes | |
|---|---|
| Education | BA (Hons), Durham |
| Roles | Head of Divinity |
| Years at BGS | 1966-1970 |
| Departments | Religious Education; Physical Education |
| Subjects | Religious Education; Physical Education |
| Known for | Cricket |
| Spouse | Mrs Hughes |
Timothy John Hughes was a teacher of Religious Education and Physical Education at Boston Grammar School (1966-1970).
The wrong title
An account by John Simpson (BGS 1968-1970)
The year would have been 1968 or '69, the form was 1S or 2A and my Nemesis was Tim Hughes, instructor of religion. Tim was recounting a ditty from the Bible about a guy with a damaged or deformed hand. My sketchiness now reflects accurately the attention I was paying then. Tim set the homework, and surprise, surprise, it was to retell, in our own words, the day's story. He even gave us the title. In the next lesson, our masterpieces had been marked and Tim wandered round handing the exercise books back, until he came to me…
"Where did you get your title?" he asked. "Everyone else has the same one except you."
"It's what you said." I replied. "What has everyone called it?"
"The man with a withered hand".
My title, which had seemed silly to me as I had done my homework, "The man with a red hand", suddenly turned me into the boy with a very red face.
I burst out laughing and picked up the inevitable detention.