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Well, quite right, too. And sit up straight while you are at it, [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]. For I’m on Mr Arthur’s side, and believe the only pity is that the deputy head didn’t also pinch [link widoczny dla zalogowanych] Maximus by the lughole and make him write out ‘I must obey the school rules’ 500 times before supper.
And as an adult male who had not worn a tie for more than 18 years and could also tie his shoelaces all by himself, Mr [link widoczny dla zalogowanych] objected, too, to the way the deputy spoke to him as if he was a silly boy. Apparently, it was all: ‘Where’s your tie?’ and ‘Tuck your shirt in.’
The tieless poster boy for Britain's breakdown
For despite the fact that his suit and shirt would be perfectly respectable in every walk of life, particularly in the Walk Of Life as performed by Dire Straits, the teacher never did make it to the classroom.
His casual appearance did not meet with the approval of deputy head Matthew Arthur, who blew a gasket when he spotted the rum cove across a crowded staff room. For there is a dress code at the rather posh St Ambrose, whereby both pupils and teachers — yes,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], even supply ones — are required to wear a tie.
Last February, a music teacher called [link widoczny dla zalogowanych] turned up at St Ambrose College in Hale Barns, Cheshire. For his day’s supply work, he was dressed in a grey Jeff Banks suit and a black open-necked shirt — untucked at the waist and sans tie.
Mr Arthur even went to fetch one for Mr [link widoczny dla zalogowanych] to wear, but this was not acceptable.
‘He shoved this piece of brown fabric under my nose,’ said Mr [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]. ‘I felt ridiculed. It was a pretty vulgar representation of a tie, which in no way matched the attire I had on.’
Oh dear, children. It didn’t match . . .
If clothes could sing, Mr [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]’s would definitely be humming some generic dad rock. And if clothes could speak, Mr [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]’s apparel would be saying: ‘Hey, I’m a groovy guy; not a fuddy-duddy at all. Check me out, kids. Woo hoo.’

However, the pupils at St Ambrose never did get the chance to see Mr [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]’s nice clothes, or to appreciate his teaching skills.
Mr [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]’s outfit was, quite literally, too cool for school.