Blimey, I Really Did It
It was all most weird. Creepy, scary, spooky, poignant... in fact, unbearably sad.
I stole this photo from the wall of what I remember as being the boys' toilet. It seemed to have become more of a cloakroom.

I'll write about it all in more detail when I'm not desperately in need of a night's sleep.
Suffice to say, that after I'd driven away (under the watchful gaze of a passing cyclist), I parked up around the corner and started making notes. And then I noticed the blue flashing light, and the police car which had drawn alongside.
I'm not joking.
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I'm mesmerised by those boys' faces.
It might be cos I'm stoned. But they're so... open.
Lesson one of Breaking & Entering - don't stop running (or driving) until well away. Do they let you post from the nick?
Joe's right about the keep running (and then run some more). But yes the picture is unbearably touching in some strange way, perhaps because it stands as an enigmatic relic.
I felt a bit nervous even at this remove. Hope you got away with it. It'd be a shame if Boob Penmcil were ever taken down and used in evidence against you :)
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