I was in year 7 at the time, i was very small and sometimes mischievous. I remember i purposly untucked my shirt and undone my tie just so mr squires would come over. I realised he was actually coming over and i was panicking trying to tuck it in, at the time i was very small so mr squires was very tall and scary, it was only when he actually spoke to me I thought he wasnt as scary as I thought  he would be. He told me the way to get to my next lesson and i was quite thankful he didnt shout at me which I thought he was but he was a funny guy and had interesting stories to tell. May he rest in peace