“Got glasses fixed. Leavers dance – went well”
The current second year 6th have all done their A-Level exams and are all set to head off to university/work/a life of crime.
To send them on the way, the first year 6th – and specifically the Coffee Club committee (of which, as some of you may remember, I was a member) – arranged a massive leaver’s dance complete with music, dancing, buffet food and (illicit) alcoholic beverages.
Maybe, if my glasses looked OK, I got lucky on the dancefloor?
Excerpts from a 70's Teenage Rock Opera 