A bit late, because I was busy today seeing the orthodontist (no more braces at night – woo!) and then going to see War of the Worlds (it’s good, but not great, mainly because the plot makes no sense at all) and eating out. But now, they’re here! Prom Photos. It’ll be of no interest at all to most of my readers of course
I should point out that although we call it a Prom, it’s really nowhere near the infamous American event (lovingly described here) familiar to us from all those teen movies that Alex is probably talking about. (Of course I don’t know – stereotypes and all that.) There are no prom dates, far less glitz and glamour, and it’s really not a ‘big deal’ besides a party that a portion of people choose to attend. I think we just call it a Prom to imitate the real thing.
Anyway, it was a good night. And it followed the ‘Sixth Form Open Day’ thing, filled with those dubious team-building activities such as learning that (a) you can see through most blindfolds if you try hard enough and (b) GCSE grades are important, getting through an imaginary maze is not. We did make paper aeroplanes though.