Clock Tower

Not wanting to in any way do anything illegal or dodgy, oh no, those responsible never broke into the school, they just never went home. Just in case anyone found them, they carefully pixelated their faces. One member of the team nearly had to stay behind due to getting his finger stuck in the guitar strings. As this picture shows, the enterprise was blessed by royalty.

About 1:30 a.m., pupil looms spookily through the clock tower trap door. They hit him until he stopped. Wiggly climbing thing just visible in hand.

1:31 a.m., same pupil puts on evil, scheming face and cackles from the inside of clock tower. Pixelations have fallen off his nose and could have been a vital clue for the police.

Wiggly climbing thing hung out through the slats in the tower.

The roof glass was crossed on a plank tied to a cushion. A team member sits embarrassed, realising he is wearing flares. He was consoled when reassured that they were going out of fashion and that something so stupid would never be fashionable again - the very thought.

A tennis ball was tied to fishing line and thrown over the top of the tower. The line caught on the top of the tower, and the ball fell down the far side of the roof. The line was recovered by pupil in climbing flares with window pole. The fishing line was looped around the top of the tower, and the miscreants now had both ends of the thread.

The climbing rope was tied to the fishing line, and pulled up and around the tower. Getting bored, one pupil plays invisible crum horn. They hit him till he stopped. Note feeble attempt to hide flares behind guttering.

Using in depth knowledge of physics gleaned though years of dedicated study, pupils propagate waves up the rope to get it around the very top of the tower. Wind westerly.

The ascent begins. The climber was a bit slow, so to jazz things up a bit the team, realising that the climbing rope is in fact bungy, stretch the rope and catapult unsuspecting climber onto weather cock. Note school jelly-fish resting on skylight.

No pictures for a while as the climber was hurling abuse at the rest of the team. Apparently 40ft of large elastic bungy smarts a bit on buttocks when travelling at near light speed. Anyway... the dummy is hauled up, apparently the only thing in universe not wearing flares. Dummy's face is white as it was scared of heights.

The dummy is secured. Wind veering to the south.

Descending, climber is caught short and pees through II o'clock. Unfortunately this ran down and rotted his wiggly climbing safety things.

All done. Pupils retire to remove their pixelations, and all vow never, never, ever to be caught on camera wearing flares again, though some continued to wear them in private for several years. All stunned to realise that careful planning had failed to allow for fact that pubs are closed at 2:30 a.m.

The next day, fire service arrive to remove poor dummy. Apparently child over the road is throwing giant wobbly about hanging school boys.

Off they go, interestingly being given advice by pixelated teacher leaning against the wall, who it is alleged, supplied the climbing gear. Also note that photographer failed to get off the roof the previous night and is still there taking pics. Gawping idiots lean out of prefects' tower shouting encouragement.

Flash git, hiding fire service issue flares.

Still at it, more pixelated perpetrators can be seen in lower left, talking to Bernard Piercy, I think. Dim light is dawning on firemen that ladder is a bit short. Note firemen who have fallen through roof, just their helmets sticking out above tiles and preventing a plummet. Encouragement still being shouted by concerned pupils in west tower.

They give up and go home. About six o'clock that evening, they returned with large, butch turntable ladder, knocked down small wall to allow access to front lawn, and removed the dummy. Within weeks of the episode flares had gone out of fashion.

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