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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A nice trip to Flamingo Land
Nothing special really, our year 9 trip to Flamingo land was quite dull. The bus ride was more fun.
On the way there, the teachers insisted over and over and OVER again that there was to be no smoking on the bus. Typically, the naughty smoker type people were all sat at the back, and all the boring tee total goffs [like me] were at the front. Literally within 5 minutes of setting off from the school, the bus was filled with the smell of cigarette smoke, so the driver pulled over. I don't know how the idiots thought they could get away with it without at least opening a single window, but there you go. It turned out about 6 of them had lit up, and one of them burned her hand trying to hide a tab from an angry Mr Brown. After lots of shouting and arguing, the bus driver set off.
Then, about half an hour later, the sickly smell of "cherryade" wafted to the front of the bus, and the driver pulled over yet again. We'd been warned not to bring food or drink onto the bus. Thinking they'd just brought along bottles of Panda Pops, the teachers were a bit surprised [and angry] to find they'd also smuggled along a bottle of Lambrini. These being 13 and 14 year olds by the way.
After a bit more arguing, and the decision that we'd come too far to go back, and that 6 bad girls shouldn't spoil the day for 150 good boys and girls, we drove on.
The themepark itself was boring, our year group's coach ended up getting there about half an hour after the rest of the school.
Before getting on the bus the girls were searched for drink and cigarettes, but they were all clean. So Mr Brown was rather pissed off when, less than half an hour into the journey, the smell of pot wafted down the aisle. Some of the lads had managed to buy a deal at Flamingo land!
To top all that off, the bus broke down, and we had to wait in the middle of a field for a replacement bus. The actual park was shit, but the bus ride was fantastic :D
For some reason, there were no more school trips after that.
( , Wed 13 Dec 2006, 7:10, Reply)
Nothing special really, our year 9 trip to Flamingo land was quite dull. The bus ride was more fun.
On the way there, the teachers insisted over and over and OVER again that there was to be no smoking on the bus. Typically, the naughty smoker type people were all sat at the back, and all the boring tee total goffs [like me] were at the front. Literally within 5 minutes of setting off from the school, the bus was filled with the smell of cigarette smoke, so the driver pulled over. I don't know how the idiots thought they could get away with it without at least opening a single window, but there you go. It turned out about 6 of them had lit up, and one of them burned her hand trying to hide a tab from an angry Mr Brown. After lots of shouting and arguing, the bus driver set off.
Then, about half an hour later, the sickly smell of "cherryade" wafted to the front of the bus, and the driver pulled over yet again. We'd been warned not to bring food or drink onto the bus. Thinking they'd just brought along bottles of Panda Pops, the teachers were a bit surprised [and angry] to find they'd also smuggled along a bottle of Lambrini. These being 13 and 14 year olds by the way.
After a bit more arguing, and the decision that we'd come too far to go back, and that 6 bad girls shouldn't spoil the day for 150 good boys and girls, we drove on.
The themepark itself was boring, our year group's coach ended up getting there about half an hour after the rest of the school.
Before getting on the bus the girls were searched for drink and cigarettes, but they were all clean. So Mr Brown was rather pissed off when, less than half an hour into the journey, the smell of pot wafted down the aisle. Some of the lads had managed to buy a deal at Flamingo land!
To top all that off, the bus broke down, and we had to wait in the middle of a field for a replacement bus. The actual park was shit, but the bus ride was fantastic :D
For some reason, there were no more school trips after that.
( , Wed 13 Dec 2006, 7:10, Reply)
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