Espadrille,
I honestly don't remember, or if I even knew his last name. Don't think it was anything malicious; just remember he used to pick on me and you know how it was, people trying to get up or down those narrow stairs pushing and squeezing past - well it just happened that day. Funny how things stick in your mind.
I remember the conker fights with the boys, ice skating down the hill at the lower school and, yes, people smoking behind the bike sheds.
I had mentioned the frog pond. That still grosses me out - people used to pick them up but we wouldn't go near them. I'm scared to frogs. Maybe I should have kissed one, as I'm still waiting for my prince to come alone!!! LOL.