Luckily, I was spared bullying, although one kid at school, Dobson, always used to tease me about my surname. He'd say: "Look, it's Fe-Mayall!” One time he wouldn't stop and I thought "I'm going to have to hit him”. So I belted him and he lost his two front teeth, broke his nose and ended up in hospital. I was never picked on again after that!
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