In 1996, when I was but a wee lad, my school had a head teacher. He was a very happy looking fellow, even if he did have the ability to transform into a hardass motherfucker if you stepped out of line. I remember him telling us how great Warhammer was for his son, who just a few years older than we were. He told us it would make us smart and creative.

One year, he was suddenly replaced by the deputy head, and we never saw him again.

The new head was a woman whose face a permanent scowl, tall, skinny, mannish, a boney face and sallow complexion, with short dykey hair. Thoroughly unlikeable. A real physiognomy case.

I never heard specifics about why the original head had been ousted, other than that it was supposedly something to do with Jesus. Even as a child, this struck me as odd, because the only mentions he ever made of god were the non-denominational Christian songs we sung in the hall, such as 'All Things Bright and Beautiful' (which I of course sang as 'All Things Dull and Ugly) - and this singing did not stop under the new leadership, so it obviously wasn't that.

That year, the new head had us taping old newspaper pages into makeshift clothing - specifically female clothing - for a 'fashion show'. A child drag show, essentially.

I bet he got fired after refusing to teach faggot indoctrination to prepubescent children and trying to use his religious beliefs as his argument for why he couldn't do it.