Today, I was rooting through box-files, looking for some paperwork, and came across a bundle of my school reports. It was interesting to see how different teachers, in different schools, across the years, had much the same to say. The consensus was probably best summed up by my long-suffering chemistry teacher, Philip Webb, when he declared in exasperation, following an episode with a bunsen burner, "Hodges! I don't know if I'm dealing with a hopeless idiot, or a slapstick comic."
The following two carefully selected extracts, date from my time at primary school. Those reports that were sent throughout my time in secondary education do not appear due to excessive repetition.
Finally, my school-leaver's report, which appears to show a degree of optimism about my future prospects. Although, ominously, my attitude to those in authority was noted as being below par.