“INDUCTION – Cum-c-us great! Had to do speech – Q.Funny. New birds ain’t bad”
I should start by saying that “political correctness” was nothing but a twinkle in most people’s eyes in 1975.
I should continue by pointing out that I was a hormonal 17-year-old boy.
Furthermore there were some very attractive young birds ladies amongst the prospective new students for the following school year.
Looks like my unrequited stand-up career took further root, as I doubtless undermined all the good work that John Sweeney – Coffee Club President-elect if you remember – had done on stage before me. That would generally be the tone of things: John would stand up at the lectern and be all serious and grown-up about what Barton Peveril would be offering its students for the next few months, whilst I would follow him, generally being juvenile, taking the piss and mocking my peers, the tutors and (occasionally) the headmaster.
It goes without saying that the apparent coffee club promotional tagline of “cum-c-us” is somewhat embarrassing and indefensible 35 years later.