classic33
Leg End Member
In the fourth year at school, I'd a fit not far into a cross country run. At least what I remember of it. A call back to the school got another teacher, in a car to come out and collect me, and two volunteers to take me back to school.A long time ago. Our venture scouts were staying in a school near Cheddar Gorge. Being 16 year old halfwits, we were messing around in the school in the dark and one of the lads ran through a 6ft sq panel of georgian wired glass. He left a silhouette like Wylie Coyote. Apart from a bruised elbow, not a mark on him. School Caretaker was a star, put it down to a little mishap. we thought we were (deservedly) getting the bill.
All went well, I was told, upto the point of getting me out of the back of the car. The volunteers lost their grip, and I broke free. Running straight through the wired safety glass on the door, before continuing on my way in the building.
I was found in the changing room, naked, and with not a cut. Sat as though waiting for someone.
The rest of that day, very few people came near me. I'd given the teacher who had been sent out to collect me a shock, I was told that later.