Primary school......nonr
Junior school ..Ma Allen cus she went out with Yanks.
Grammar school....none....not their fault as i was just a disruptive,but likable pupil who happened to be good at sport.
Med school.
https://www.google.es/search?q=Donald+Hunter+doctor&oq=Donald+Hunter+doctor&aqs=chrome..69i57.25031j0j4&sourceid=chrome&ie=UTF-8
He was my hero. A true character who made medicine a living subject and hated academics (clever ***) he would call them.
He would have abhorred the Internet and particularly...."links. "
One day as we were waiting in the ward for a ward round,his registrar arrived and said Dr Hunter is waiting for you in the Whitechapel Road. We all filled out of the hospital where we followed Dr H down the crowded street to a manhole cover. He banged on the cover with his foot, the cover lifted and a head appeared and said " Oh! it's you Dr Hunter, have you got the students with you? We all climbed down the ladder into the drains of the East End and had our lecture on Weill's disease, a disease spread by rats urinating in water which passes on the organism. Never ever forgot that or him.
He should have been knighted.
Many other stories, but that is enough for him at the moment.