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did any of you ever go to PGL in primary school?
not sure if it was pgl but it was the best week of my life
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QnN3YATAe7o -just really loved it at the time
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VIxkqoNi8I4 - had to do a sing off where the school who sung loudest won
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TLGWQfK-6DY - kids breakdancing during the disco
Pretty sure it wasn't actually PGL it was school trips overnight in some exotic place like 'Yorkshire' or 'Essex' and we just called it PGL. So no.
I used to go to cub or scout camp instead.
the first night we were told to explore and be back by 7 for supper (just a hot chocolate)
second day we did orienteering (not even given a map, but a piece of paper to write down what we saw) and then rowing boats on the reservoir
third day we all got to do archery - fire one arrow once and we all got a try at climbing up a rock
last day we did rope swings and walking across logs
no drinking water, we got one cup of squash at each meal
breakfast was two slices of toast
dinner was a cheese or a ham sandwich with a piece of fruit
tea was spaghetti and tomato sauce
but it was the only overnight school trip i went on (parents couldn't afford skiing in year 8)
rob brydon and steve coogan are back, in...
THE SCHOOL TRIP
never heard of it
As marckee said, the closest I'd have got would have been cub camp / jamboree. Looks ace though
Though, on reflection, I've a suspicion it would've been riddled with Tarquins.
Fucking Little Canada on the Isle of Wight. Was fucking brilliant, went go karting, quad biking, abseiling, ARCHERY! Ahhh it was so good. Though cos I lived just down the road I didn't stay there which was sad.
Was pretty awesome - we were at some place in Herefordshire and the weather was great for the whole time. In addition to the regular outdoorsy stuff you could play American football which seemed impossibly exotic at the time.
Cub camp was also good. Fucked off Scouts though, felt too old for that by the time...
All I remember is there being a guy called 'Abu' and then being 9 but being trusted to do 'orienteering'
1. pretty sure Abu wasn't his name
2. It was more just dumped in a field and given a map and compass, but told which direction to head in anyway
I vividly remember the smell from the drying room, where you'd hang all your clothes after the water sports, really stinky.
Fancied a load of the instructors obviously.
Abseiling was scary, but pony trekking was probably the scariest thing I'd ever done. I hated canoeing and sailing at the time because I was a bit precious as a teenager but I love that kind of stuff now.
At the last night disco I wore back cycling shorts with lace round the bottom and black tights underneath and I remember thinking it was really sexy outfit because of the lace, my best friend at the time was a very shy girl called Grace and she didn't want to go in the disco room but just sit in another room away from everyone and I remember thinking, boo I want the instructor to see my cycling shorts LOL
One of the times I got locked in the sleeping quarters when I had snuck off for a dump. Managed to climb out of a window much to our teachers bemusement as it was whilst everyone was being marched to dinner.
Ingleborough Hall, in Yorkshire. I went twice, the caving was ace.
On one of the dads and lads camps I went to with cubs we went potholing in an old sewer system and I had a panic attack in one of the tunnels and thought I was going to die. That was great craic.
Also stayed up an entire night poking a fire with a stick. The state of our eyes was horrid - proper pink and bloodshot
We made our own bobble hats. We went to such illustrious places as the River Dart Country Park and the Honiton Lace Musuem.
Played fucking shitloads of pool and footers too.