I have felt Ofsted was a joke for a long time.
Our secondary was inspected by Ofsted when I was in year ten, or 4th year as we called it. Our school was a shit show, I've mentioned on another thread about the disgusting behaviour towards pupils which came to light whilst I was there and in most cases, was covered up, including at least 1 member of the male staff having an affair with a female pupil, resulting in her pregnancy and announcing the father in his class. He left the school and was not seen again and nothing else was said. The girl left or was told to leave.
Anyway, we were one of the first schools in our area to be inspected under this new group. They received the call a few days before and our previously dark and gloomy school was painted over a weekend. They put up displays of work-one piece had my name on but I'd never seen it before.
We all had to go to an assembly where we were warned of what would happen if we acted up. Several pupils, known for their bad behaviour, were shipped out on a "field trip", usually as long as they didn't punch a member of staff they pretty much were allowed to terrorise us.
Such was how poorly run our school was, lunch was a free for all, we all went to lunch at the same time and our canteen was tiny, so you did all you could to get near as possible in the queue because you could be waiting near on all of lunch otherwise. There was more than one time where I had to eat a bag of crisps on the way to my lesson as I hadn't got in in time.
Anyway, on the day of the inspection, the Ofsted guy came over to me in the queue. I was right near the steps leading up to get lunch with 20 minutes of lunch left. He tells me, quite aggressively, to leave the queue as he wishes to speak with me and a few others he had already grabbed.
I asked him, politely, could he not speak to me whilst I was in the queue, as if he didn't, I would not get lunch that day. He got quite annoyed and said I would do as I was told. I said I usually would, but I hadn't had anything to eat that day, so was starving and if I left the queue I would have to wait until probably gone 6 in the evening to eat anything. My mum didn't do snacks.
He boomed at me that he would be taking my name for the headmaster who would no doubt deal with my insubordination. I cried. He was about 6ft 4, and I was a 5ft 2 skinny teen. I gave him my name through fear and I went to get my lunch, but barely stomached it as I was so scared.
I went to my lesson and someone came in, saying to the tutor the head wanted me in his office.
He then proceeded to tear strips off me. He refused to listen about lunch, said I was a disgrace to the school and he was going to be suspending me for two days! All done in front of the frankly bullying Ofsted guy who smirked. My mum wasn't the type to bother complaining about anything, she was bloody useless so I never even told her.
Luckily for me because I had never been in trouble before, my head of year got him to remove the suspension but I got two days of detention. I was also "named and shamed" in a whole school assembly. This was a regular thing where the head would read your name out and you had to stand up whilst they reported your "crime" to all. Funnily enough they never called out the real buggers who were so nasty they paid to send them off for the two days of Ofsted though. I was so embarrassed.
Our school got a Good rating it didn't deserve.
I've never paid attention to ratings ever since.