I was there from 69 to 74 and remember vividly the mentors good and bad.
Mr Hopkins - certainly up there with the bad guys, along with Mrs Manchado and others.
The good guys I will remember for ever, particularly Mike Healy the head of the music department and a legend when it came to lunchtime jamming sessions in the music room.
I recall the day we all 'went on strike'.
It lasted for about ten minutes.
I don't think many of the teaching staff held out much hope for me, but I have managed to do alright for myself.
Mr. Hermolle was superseded by 'Joss' McGuire, who bore more than a passing resemblance to Van der Valk.
I remember Isaiah, who I always found amiable enough, and Mr Levaggi, who was eccentric enough!
The biggest scandal during my time was when Miss Heslop had a thing with Rob Eli who was a VI form pupil. I later met a teacher,who was in Sheffield at the time, who had come across the pair, still together!
I read recently that Andrew Boardman, who would have left in 1975, was brutally murdered near Blackpool, where he lived and worked as a baker. He was an OK guy who wouldn't harm a living thing and ended up in the wrong place at the wrong time. God rest his soul.
I escaped Manchester 24 years ago and live in Shropshire. Happily married for 34 years and four fantastic children. We also have a house in Devon, a BMW and a Merc. So, to all the teachers who thought I would come to nothing: Yah Boo Sucks to you.