The blunder I made was passing the 11-plus. The grammar school was 2.9 miles from home, and Slough Council only handed out free bus passes if you lived 3 miles or more from school.
Didn't help my mood much when virtually every other pupil had parents who could afford to live in the leafy suburbs well away from the centre of Slough. So they did get bus passes.
Don't know about any health benefits, but I like to think that the 5.8-mile daily walk played its part in making me the bitter and resentful man I grew up to be today.
The blunder I made was passing the 11-plus. The grammar school was 2.9 miles from home, and Slough Council only handed out free bus passes if you lived 3 miles or more from school.Didn't help my mood much when virtually every other pupil had parents
Did nobody ever question the quoted distance? Was it "as the crow flies" or on a bendy road?
Couldn't you have organised a pick up from a friends parents or, at worst, cycling in?
screaming...that is shocking and appalling!Did nobody ever question the quoted distance? Was it "as the crow flies" or on a bendy road?Couldn't you have organised a pick up from a friends parents or, at worst, cycling in?
Oh, I questioned it all right, but someone in our road who had a car did it, and it came to 2.9 miles on his gauge, so that was the end of it.
Parents quite rightly wouldn't let me cycle through the Slough rush-hour traffic twice a day.
Couldn't get a lift, because nobody else on my estate ever passed the 11-plus, so nobody was driving to Slough Grammar. Besides, not many had a car anyway. This was 1972 when I started there, and one of the stats often trotted out to illustrate the social revolution of the 1960s was that by then half of all UK households had access to a car.
Of course, the corollary was that half of all UK households still did not have access to a car, and with the economic circumstances of the time, that situation took a long time to change.
Also remember that Family Allowance didn't begin until 1976 (a few weeks after I turned 16, naturally enough), so a child really was a burden then, as you were no longer allowed to send them out to work at 14 to pay for themselves.
Oh, I questioned it all right, but someone in our road who had a car did it, and it came to 2.9 miles on his gauge, so that was the end of it. Parents quite rightly wouldn't let me cycle through the Slough rush-hour traffic twice a day. Couldn't get
When did this business of driving children to school actually begin? I can only remember one pupil at any of my schools whose mummy gave him a lift, and he quite rightly got fearful stick over it.
Then about 15 years ago I moved to an area where one of the neighbours insisted she needed a 4x4 for the "school run", and I got the impression that my question of "what's that then?" was a rather dim one.
When did this business of driving children to school actually begin? I can only remember one pupil at any of my schools whose mummy gave him a lift, and he quite rightly got fearful stick over it. Then about 15 years ago I moved to an area where one
true story a woman who lives 250 yds from a school drives there parks right on the corner of a cross road every morning after chatting to other moms for 30 mins turns the car round and drives back home all 250 yds of it i ficking hate that woman
true story a woman who lives 250 yds from a school drives there parks right on the corner of a cross road every morning after chatting to other moms for 30 mins turns the car round and drives back home all 250 yds of it i ficking hate that woman
If you drive on the pavement, park on thr pavement, park on double yellow lines, double park so you block the traffic or generally obstruct the highway you can expect a fine but not on the school run where the same people blatantly disregard the law daily.
If you drive on the pavement, park on thr pavement, park on double yellow lines, double park so you block the traffic or generally obstruct the highway you can expect a fine but not on the school run where the same people blatantly disregard the law
There's a rather well to do prep school for girls at the end of my road. I pass this school all the time when i walk my dog. Every morning and afternoon, without fail, an armada of chelsea tractors driven by horrible women in full warpaint, more often than not chatting or messaging on their mobiles, would flout every parking regulation they could as they pick their children up from school.
My guess is that the local traffic wardens had long ago learnt their lesson, after presumably being harangued by a coven of these braying banshees for daring to give one of them a ticket. They seemed to keep well away, at odds with their normal ruthless efficiency.
There's a small island with a bench around it in front of the school. I remember on one occassion a rather unkempt and shifty looking man was sitting there, looking at the girls coming out the school. He was quickly approached and aggressively questioned by one of the mothers and moved on.
It seemed quite ironic that they felt threatened by this guy, but not by their careless driving and parking near a school in massively heavy vehicles.
There's a rather well to do prep school for girls at the end of my road. I pass this school all the time when i walk my dog. Every morning and afternoon, without fail, an armada of chelsea tractors driven by horrible women in full warpaint, more ofte
Screaming,i was also just outside the limit for a free Bus Pass but i found one in a Library Book and used it for about a fortnight till i was found out......Then i got 6 Of The Best from the Headmaster.
Screaming,i was also just outside the limit for a free Bus Pass but i found one in a Library Book and used it for about a fortnight till i was found out......Then i got 6 Of The Best from the Headmaster.