Hands-down History. especially in the year 11 times when i was sat with my bestie . We used to sit there writing plans and talking. I remember so vividly one of the female history teachers burst into the room and starting yelling stuff a me at the top of her voice. turns out when she was marking the coursework for the year , the theme that year being northern ireland.

So. My dad helped me with his knowledge of working there and how evil the catholics are. so this pure hatred which i quickly started = taking notes too. He took my course book which the school lends you and he wrote notes everywhere inside. So shes screaming “is this some sort of joke?” “No” think she left the classroom.

Discovered the best history teacher was a nonce.

I loved learning about different part of history, the wars and such. I also used trade comic books wit him. He had an anger issues which he would turn bright red.