The tale of the Queen and the child molester...
When I grew up there was a nearby boarding house called the Royal Caledonian School, which was basically where kids with parents in the armed forces got sent, and they all went to the nearby schools. So it was rather odd in a north London school with no uniform to find a dozen or so scottish kids in grey uniforms (all pikeys by the way).

Anyway, Madge decides to visit the place which necessitated pretty much every kid from neighbouring schools to be dragged there, sit on the grass in burning sunshine with no water for about 3 hours until she bothered to show up and walk past to meet only the teachers (who didn't actually teach, were more prison guards) at said Caledonian school and selected kids without criminal records. For the record, the royal gene pool needs help as she's quite small, couldn't count the fingers from where I sat though...

Dunno what she said but a year or so later the place was shut down after one of the staff was found to have been kiddy fiddling some of the boys in his room overnight.

Amusing anecdote, about 10 years later I was dating a ginger minger from Newport Pagnell. She wanted me to attend her uncles wedding when he got out of prison later that year.... Turns out he was the teacher that did the fiddling and got the place closed down! I used it as an excuse to dump her "as I knew the boy he abused from school".... I didn't, I just was fed up with her!

Not me who should apologise for the length...
(golddust QOTW now revolves around being a cunt, Mon 7 Aug 2006, 15:15, Reply)