Art trip to London
Obviously art classes were for kids who were either wasters, thick, or gay, since it was an easy subject, where homework consisted of spending 2 minutes drawing a picture on the morning bus, and the lessons consisted of flicking paint and drawing small cocks on each others masterpieces.

However one year, the art teachers in their wisdom, decided that it would be a benefit to see some real paintings at one of the London galleries to inspire us to great artistic achievements.

So after a 2 hour coach trip, where we listened to a variety of mix tapes that people had brought in (I think we managed to get a bit of NWA played before the swearing started), we were dropped off at the entrance of the gallery, given a sheet to fill out, a lunch pack, and told to meet back at 3pm by the coach.

Did we look at the paintings on display and fill out our sheets? Did we fuck. Straight out the back door for some adventures in the big smoke. I went off with some of my mates for a bit of shoplifting in Hamleys and Tower Records, afterwards meeting up with some of the other lads who'd gone to Soho to see some peep shows, where we went around the local sex shops checking out the merchandise.

We all coughed up enough cash to buy one of the special £10 mags in the brown wrappers, which consisted of bad colour shots of ropey looking men and women getting up to all sorts where towards the end it suddenly took a sideways direction into tv porn. I think the mag lasted about an hour being thrown around the back of the coach, before it got ripped up, and then all the pages disappearing.

I don't think the teachers ever realised what everyone got up to, but I would imagine they would have been surprised to hear that we all went home with a bit of art (pamphlet).
( flapmeister knows where your mum lives, Sat 31 Jan 2009, 10:37, 1 reply)

We had similar
a trip to the science museum with Bomber.

At the end of the day, we were in the tube station where he insisted upon taking the register to check no one was missing before we got on the tube. Half got on. Half of half went back...
( stopmeandslapme Cometh the hour, cometh your mum, Sat 31 Jan 2009, 19:16, closed)