This story involves 4 people: Phil, Norm, Jeff and myself.
It started as a practical joke with one of the teachers who we called Cyril.
Cyril was a bit of character in that he always used the student toilets, sitting in the cubical reading the race form. Whenever he got the chance, he would slip away from the classroom during classes and slither down to the toilets to listen to the races on a little transistor radio he had. He also knew that the other teachers wouldn’t realise he was there or know what he was getting upto.
We all knew because we could hear the raido going as soon as we entered the toilets. Cyril was a bit deaf and lacked the brains to use an earpiece for the radio.
