Dr. Notthenineo'clocknews
Remainer
went to Falmer and Thomas Bennett, no surprise I fuckin hated school esp Falmer, needless to say I left without so much as a GCSE
You mean, as seen in the movie Carrie? Wonderful stuff, buckets of pigs blood being emptied over the youthful dancers, while a telekinetic girl executes the school bullies just by by looking at them, before arranging for the entire school to spontaneously explode.I reckon Proms appeared in the late 80's or 90's to ape the appalling Yank tradition.
My work colleague opposite me has a lad a Shoreham Academy (King's Manor to you and me), and she was talking about him getting nervous of going to his High School Prom.
I know High School Proms are not totally new (my step-daughter had her about nine years ago) - but where the hell did they spring up from? My last day at school in 1986 was a scorching hot day, having just finished an exam I couldn't be bothered with, and the school being quiet as a mouse in slippers.
Has the 'last day at school' experience changed that much - or do we all want to live our lives like a bit part in 'Grease'?
Is that the one that's now the Wallis youth centre, behind the Chequer Mead Theatre, or what's now Imberhorne Middle School (I'm sure that one used to be in Surrey)?
The Grammar School was in Windmill Lane. Believe it's now Imberhorne Middle School.