The Atomic Wedgie and the Posty

The wedgie was one of the holy triumvirate of playground attacks at my senior school, along with the peanut of the tie and the posty. I remember my mum being really pissed off at me once because he came out from school and the tie had been peanutted. And so I couldn't get it off my neck. My dad actually managed to do it - but she's obviously a far stronger man than me and a bigger boy, if you like. It was fine. But what had happened was the tie had were tied so tight, like the kinks in the tie meant the tie was never the same. And I actually had to get a new tie.