I wonder if my school was particularly bad? It was in a deprived area of Salford and most of the children in my street would now be classed as having special needs. The convent grammar school was a big improvement - still lots of religion, of course, but the individual subject teachers seemed to be good. There were no after-school activities of any kind though - the spinster teachers headed off for their homes in the leafy suburbs , so there was no drama, music, sport, chess, etc. There was no encouragement for any kind of creative or sporting talent. We were not allowed to compete in local school sports (not that I would have done, anyway, as I loathed sport and usually hid in the toilets during gym/games lessons) because some of the other schools' pupils wore outfits that showed some of the thigh above the knee! We had to kneel down to show that our gym dress touched the floor!