Last night antics

[sejintenej]

Last night in Prep A lower dorm there was an almighty pillow fight after midnight plus beds overturned etc. Slipper for everyone in the dorm -ouch

[onewestguncopse]

Very quiet night now - thank God! I remember a bonfire in the Quad in my early years. Those days are long gone and I don't think you will find many staff who mourn!

[J.R.]

Last night in Prep A lower dorm there was an almighty pillow fight after midnight plus beds overturned etc. Slipper for everyone in the dorm -ouch

I was under the impression that corporal punishment was now illegal.

[sejintenej]

Last night in Prep A lower dorm there was an almighty pillow fight after midnight plus beds overturned etc. Slipper for everyone in the dorm -ouch

I was under the impression that corporal punishment was now illegal.

JR you are showing tempus fugit. - I was there in your time. Anyway corporal punishment is coming back.

[J.R.]

Last night in Prep A lower dorm there was an almighty pillow fight after midnight plus beds overturned etc. Slipper for everyone in the dorm -ouch

I was under the impression that corporal punishment was now illegal.

JR you are showing tempus fugit. - I was there in your time. Anyway corporal punishment is coming back.

Great stuff ! Any news on capital punishment ??

[Tommy]

My last night was a bit...shall we say...chaotic.

A couple of friends and I had planned to wrap the statue and other Quad-related items in the 40-or-so toilet rolls that we had "borrowed" from the toilets over the course of the 1990 Summer Term (I like to plan ahead). I had all these carefully stashed away in my wardrobe, which I had secured with a padlock.

Unfortunately, I had too much of a good friendship with a bottle of Bacardi that evening, and drunken antics led to me breaking a window and severing an arteriole in my finger (messy). Cue being marched down to the sicker where Dr Hoskins was summoned, stitches were administered and I was told in no uncertain terms that I was in no state to go back onto the school grounds. So I was kept in. And I still had the key for the padlock.

Despite the cubicles having windows that only opened a few inches, I knew the end cubicle had no restriction and opened fully - I doubt the nurses did. So once everything was quiet, I tiptoed drunkenly down the corridor, pushed up the window and jumped out. Unfortunately for all my stealthy escape, I was rounded up in the Club about an hour later whilst looking for my partners in crime and forcibly put back to bed by Sister Spring...

It was certainly a night I won't forget in a hurry (still have the scars to prove it) and my Mum was quite grateful for not having to buy toilet roll for a while.

PS Edit: From the photo of myself and Nigel Killpack the morning after, it looks like some sort of chessboard was made outside dining hall using sheets but I have no recollection of anything fantastic being done. Damn that bottle of Bacardi!!