Cooley Woodwork I was ok at to the extent I went on to be an apprentice wood butcher with Wimpey (We Import More Paddys Every Year). Metal work everybody hated, largely due to the psycho metal work teacher, a certain Mr White, of whom everybody was terrified. He used to walk around the metal work room with a three foot long inch thick flexible nylon rod, whacking anyone who was holding the file incorrectly or failed to clean up their iron filings. He'd be banged up these days.