Gairloch - the view again.

A glorious day again today. The colours of the sea and the hills positively ZINGED! (is that a word?) The colours were different from yesterday.
It was the 6th. Year's last day today, and they had the ritual water fight at the end of the day; being Gairloch nice-type persons, however, they had the fight on the football pitch, and nowhere near the building.

We in the staffroom got to hankering for the more spontaneous forms of "farewell" which have become legend in the Education business:
1. When I was at the Royal High in Edinburgh, we had on the staff a Ms. Bright, a Mr. Jolly and a Mr. Sadh (I kid you not). The 6th. year made wonderful Mister Men cartoons of them, plus the rest of us, and they were put on our classroom doors (I was Miss High Notes)
2. One year, the kids decided to decorate all our cars with balloons and bananas.
3. The kids in another school in Highland lifted one of the teacher's cars and put it into the enclosed courtyard.
4. In St. Andrews, the 6th. year at the local school put a teacher's car on the 18th. green of the Royal and Ancient Golf Course. (sacrilege....)
5. At Millburn Academy, there is a banking of grass at the back of the school. The kids used weedkiller, and the clever thing is that it was over 2 weeks after they left that the word "wankers" appeared in the green.

Ah - those were the days. Any stories from any Blippers of leaving-school-mayhem?