I studied French for 5 years…
at the Alderman Peel High School in Wells, Norfolk. As a learning aid before we took out GCSE’s the French teacher arranged a trip to Boulogne. It started out as a well organised trip but by the time we left we had to travel all the way by public transport.

When we arrived we immediately noticed the smell, not nice! Then it became apparent that not only did everyone speak English, all the shops and market stalls displayed their prices in, and accepted pounds. Fantastic! And to top it off, we were legally (well almost) allowed to drink beer. Therefore, we managed to give the teacher the slip and spend three days in the local bowling alley getting pissed and speaking ‘French’.

One day in the market we found a stall selling Chinese firecrackers. We all bought as many as we could and hid them in our luggage.

On the ferry coming back to the UK the teacher called us all together and announced that he knew about the firecrackers and we must get rid of them before returning to the UK. So we did, we piled them all on the deck at the back of the ferry and set them alight. After about 2 minutes the bangs stopped and the smoke cleared to reveal a burning hole in the deck.

We later discovered that the school was billed £6000 in damages.

Tehehe

( Mungo Chutney I don't think thats a very good idea now, is it?, Thu 14 Dec 2006, 12:43, Reply)