I loved school
Here are my top three school stories

3. Bullies
My friend and I were enjoying sitting in the sun outside the science block discussing the relevant benefits of Bros over Jason Donovan or some such nonsense. A group of girls in the year above us approach the bench and tell us to move, rather aggressively.
They were all wearing purple lipstick and eye-shadow, and all had the same bouffant hair, they looked absolutely ridiculous
My friend and I thought their appearance was so weird, we started laughing. The sort of laughing that descends into guffaws and tears.
By the time we looked up to give them the respect they deserved, they had slunk away with their tails between their legs.
What rubbish bullies!

2. Hostage
We had a fabulous form teacher called Ms. Batty (unfortunate name, cracking teacher) whose sense of humour was so dry, she could sell sand to arabs.
As a class we challenged ourselves to make her laugh, she knew about the challenge and had nearly got through the entire year without breaking.
Nearly.....
A girl suggested us all putting our ties round our heads and pretending to be Rambo. This idea evolved into tying the girl who suggested it (she was a willing participant) to a chair, with all the ties, scarves and other "rope-type" implements in the class.
Ms. Batty walked into the class, took one look at our hostage and laughed herself dizzy.
I took the register that day, becasue she couldn't talk.

1. Blind Mans Buff
Our form had a special room where we kept our coats and bags. It doubled up as a store room.
One day, in a pique of boredom, we decided to hang out in the room putting storage boxes over our heads.
This developed into a game where there would be six or seven girls in the room, one of whom had a box on their head and played blind mans buff.
The game became so popular that we had to have a rota of players for each lunchtime.
The game eventually stopped when the Head of Year walked in to find a group of sniggering girls sitting on shelves, lying on the floor under piles of PE bags and hiding under coats along with at another girl spinning around with a box on her head.
We were sixteen.

I'm in my 30's now, but I'd love to go back to school. School? Brilliant!
(Jugular, Fri 30 Jan 2009, 13:12, Reply)