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Well, popping my cherry with a no-doubt uninteresting post...

Most of the school trips I've been on were very dull, only memorable for various knicker showing shenanigans on the coaches, or that one time we all started singing the Fatboy Slim song that goes "They know what is what, but they don't know what is what, they just strut, WTF..." until they pulled over to suitably chastise us.

The only story of note is one that I managed to cause from home. I went to a verr posh south Buckinghamshire all girls private school (until I was 13, then moved to scummy grammar school with BOYS! It all went downhill from there), but being the obligatory poor girl, my 'rents were sadly lacking in the neccessary funds to send me on the Year 6 skiing trip to Austria. So when my friends called me from the airport to update me on their trip so far, I was feeling a little mean spirited. One of the girls was informing me of how they'd bought a load of three litre bottles of fanta to stash in their room (private school, eleven years old okay, wasn't going to be coke was it ;) arf ARF).

So being lonely and jealous, I informed them that the luggage compartments get depressurised during flight, and that if they put the fizzy orange substance in their suitcases the bottles would explode and they'd all get into trouble, which caused a certain amount of panic and fanta-guzzling.

Ha, ha. Apparently they had gut-rot for the first three days from drinking so much fizzy. HA!

Length... impressive... but sadly floppy.
( The Baroness The Harlot Pimpernel, Tue 12 Dec 2006, 11:48, Reply)