At my junior school
There was an outdoor swimming pool. No, not like a rich person's luxury pool, we're talking cracked concrete, cold water and leaves in the shallow end. It was pretty grim.

The changing rooms were in a grotty concrete block and the division between the boys end and the girls end was . . . a plastic curtain.

Yes, someone thought it would be fine for boys in the first flush of puberty to be left unsupervised in a changing room with nothing standing between them and the sight of naked girls but a bit of plastic.

Although I do remember one time one of the girls ripped aside the curtain and all the boys screamed and hid their bits and pieces. Good times!
(MrC. Having the most boring username on b3ta since 2004, Fri 20 Apr 2012, 11:40, Reply)