On an Art Trip
A coach trip to London to some gallery thing.....

At school I thought it would be good to take art for GCSE as I thought it would be a total doss lesson and I could get away with doing no work.
I was right.

On the way to London everyone on the coach was getting lary as they do, throwing their sweets around and whatever, when someone found a plastic sign emblazened with the schoolchildren sign on it. It was decided we would break this sign by taking it in turns headbutting it to prove who was the hardest. (as you do). This proved to be very amusing and when it was broken someone (i cant remember who) was declared the hardest and as his reward was beaten by everyone at the back of the coach.

This surprisingly was not the highlight of the journey, oh no!

This came when we were driving past a policeman on a motorbike, we all decided to do our best moonies out the window at him, flip him the finger and what not which delighted one and all.

The best was yet to come though as the policeman had noted the details of the coach and proceeded to check the details and come to the school in person to bollock us about it!

We didn't mess about on the coach after that.
(Jimmy Large Is huffing Jenkem on, Thu 7 Dec 2006, 13:04, Reply)