School TripsGet 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.
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chthonic, Thu 7 Dec 2006, 10:37)
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When a British icon tsked meI suppose we were 15/16 and were sent up to Regent's Park open air theatre for a production of A Midsummer Night's Dream. Let's be honest, nobody cares about Shakespeare, but it was an evening out to London and a chance to see "working girls" which being naice children from a naice school in a naice area was all new to us.
Laurence Olivier had died that day and Frankie Howard (Bottom) asked the audience to stand for a minute's silence before the production began. Being a typical sulky teenager I bemoaned (loudly) "Oh for christ's sake" (might've said fuck, but probably christ in view of all the teachers around). Frankie Howard raised his head, opened his eyes, glared at me and tsk'd. I eyeballed him back before being beaten down by the great puff himself.
The play itself was as interesting as shakespeare can ever be for 15 year olds, but Trigger from Only Fools & Horses was in the audience and we spent most of our time trying to get his attention, to what purpose I'll never know. At least I got Frankie's eh?
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