I had a couple of teachers at school, I can't remember their names for the life of me. One guy taught me theory and rudiments and then some basic latin stuff. I used to love having an hour a week from classes just to play drums better.
I had some great teachers at uni:
Steve Palmer (Carls bro) his latin lessons were fantastic.
Malcolm Garratt - Mr Moeller/Fastest Hands in the West Midlands - two years of OCD technique lessons but not whiplash Hollywood bullshit. Highly respected, he sets you up to play drums ache free for the rest of your life. He'd studied with Jim Chapin, Joe Morello, worked with Buddy and lived to tell the tale. He'd been there seen it and done it gigging wise and had backed big touring artists.
Best thing for me was I was last on the list on a Friday for lessons having a surname starting with Y so I used to get a 2-3 hour lesson every week because he'd lose track of time. He was a fountain of knowledge for gear and had some very nice equipment.
The most humble guy I've ever met which is another really important overlooked lesson.
Jim Chapin - He was good mates with Mal so used to stay with him when he came to the UK. (worst kept secret ever!) So if you wanted a private lesson with Jim you just asked Mal. He was 84 when I met him, he sat down on a practice pad, pulled out the heaviest sticks I have ever seen then rolled 50 years off and put them all on me. I've never forgotten how to hold a pair of sticks since.
I saw Mal a couple years back and pretty much hugged him. It's only years after I had the lessons I realised that somebody set me up for life. I was shocked when he said my old uni still owed him money, the guy is golden!