School cringe 1
When I was in the Sixth Form at school a friend of mine, not content with doing five A Levels (he ended up sitting six), decided to direct and produce a play (I think it was Pinter or something similar). I wasn't allowed to join the cast as I already had a large part (fnarr!) in the main school production, but he needed a prompter so I ended up sitting in the wings with the script both nights.

Anyway, once it was finished there was a small party for cast and crew, with nibbles and wine (a bigger deal at a boarding school in the 1980s than it would be now). I liberally helped myself to the latter, which meant that when the time came for a group photo I somehow thought it would be hilarious to sit next to the pretty female lead - who I barely knew - and "mime" kissing her on the cheek. On Every Single Photo.
(Vice Admiral Sir Charles Cockbrush KCB MBE DSO, who is finding it increasingly difficult to log into b3ta.com wants to duck your aunt and kick your puppy, Wed 3 Dec 2008, 13:33, Reply)