School Trips
Get left behind? Go somewhere utterly amazing? Get bollocked by a lardy coach driver? Find out the school nurse was secretly bonking the Geography teacher? All these and more on just one five day trip to the Dorset coast. Whahey!
Tell us how your school trip spiralled out of control.
( , Thu 7 Dec 2006, 10:37)
Get left behind? Go somewhere utterly amazing? Get bollocked by a lardy coach driver? Find out the school nurse was secretly bonking the Geography teacher? All these and more on just one five day trip to the Dorset coast. Whahey!
Tell us how your school trip spiralled out of control.
( , Thu 7 Dec 2006, 10:37)
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Fun at Jorvik
We were never allowed a school trip again after this one :)
I was in year 5 at Junior school (roughly 8 years old) and we went on a day trip to the Jorvik Viking centre. I don't know if it's still the same now but there used to be a little carriage ride through some viking scenery with sound effects and that, well, there were more kids than teachers so our carriage didn't have any adult supervision in it.
About half way round, just out of sight of reception, a lad called Payney (can't remember his real name now) jumped out of the carriage and into the display. Obviously we all followed him and pretty much ran amuck.
His mate took a dump in the Viking's 'house' and a few of the rest of us managed to carry a figure over to the train tracks and blocked them, meaning that the next carriage stopped and an alarm started going off.
We were pretty much run out of the place with our teacher half screaming half sobbing in shame.
Never been back, I recon they still might have our names...
( , Fri 8 Dec 2006, 15:43, Reply)
We were never allowed a school trip again after this one :)
I was in year 5 at Junior school (roughly 8 years old) and we went on a day trip to the Jorvik Viking centre. I don't know if it's still the same now but there used to be a little carriage ride through some viking scenery with sound effects and that, well, there were more kids than teachers so our carriage didn't have any adult supervision in it.
About half way round, just out of sight of reception, a lad called Payney (can't remember his real name now) jumped out of the carriage and into the display. Obviously we all followed him and pretty much ran amuck.
His mate took a dump in the Viking's 'house' and a few of the rest of us managed to carry a figure over to the train tracks and blocked them, meaning that the next carriage stopped and an alarm started going off.
We were pretty much run out of the place with our teacher half screaming half sobbing in shame.
Never been back, I recon they still might have our names...
( , Fri 8 Dec 2006, 15:43, Reply)
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